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[color=pink][i]"Yes, right, can't ever forget about the precious Duke. "[/i][/color] Margaret murmured, pausing for a moment until she realized that he actually agreed.
[color=pink][i]" Really? Oh thank you Ozzy! "[/i][/color] She grinned, almost jumping for joy but decided that a quick one armed hug to her protector would subside her burst of happiness, almost spilling the food in her other hand. 
She had known him as long as she could remember, small little bursts of little affection were her ways of showing her friendship.
She pulled away, turning towards the hallway to the stairs. Picking at her food again, she mused over some thoughts. Assuming he was following, she talked out loud, hoping he was at least listening. [color=pink][i]" You don't think I have to get married to be queen right? Especially not to the Duke of Haldenz, that would be horrid! "[/i][/color]
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