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conversations.value:  “Honestly…what is my father thinking?” I inadvertently clicked my tongue in irritation as I read the newspaper in my room at the Academy.
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conversations.value:  Rae turned to look my way.
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conversations.value:  I had insisted we keep investigating the issue of my father’s corruption, but Rae objected, claiming we needed his power right now. Corrupt he might be, but my father was a skilled politician with no small degree of clout. Rae had said he was a necessary evil at the moment. But that same father of mine was doing something utterly ridiculous.
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conversations.value:  “What does it say?” She seemed to sense that I needed to vent or I’d explode.
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conversations.value:  “That Master Thane’s coronation was canceled!” I spat. I tossed the newspaper her way for her to look at. According to the article, talk of Thane taking the throne had gone nowhere. Instead, the faction of nobles supporting Rod, helmed by my father, would run the government. Utterly preposterous. “The ruler of a kingdom must be a king. The only thing the House of Lords should be doing is working to select the next king as quickly as possible.”
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conversations.value:  The article’s author shared my opinion. Some newspapers were even accusing the nobles of staging a coup d’état. Of course, not all nobles agreed with the decision to cancel Thane’s coronation. But many of the members of the House of Lords who’d died in the eruption were part of Thane and Yu’s factions, and with Yu conceding her claim for the throne entirely, many of her supporters had gone on to join Rod’s faction instead.
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