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Aurora I arrive early to the King’s mansion. On purpose. If I’m going to be stuck here for the next six months, then I might as well rip off the Band-Aid. However, there’s something else. With the exception of the clusterfuck that happened around the dining table last night and how I embarrassingly came all over Jonathan’s fingers, there’s another issue that hasn’t left my brain. The recording of Alicia’s voice. Her death message to me. Considering Jonathan was her husband, he ought to inherit all that she left. If he’s had that recording for eleven years, why would he send me that message now? Why in this way? Granted, he’s lost track of me since Alicia’s death, but could this be another game of his? The only other people who could have Alicia’s message for me is her lawyer or her son, Aiden. The lawyer wouldn’t play games, I don’t think. As for Aiden… Well, I don’t know him enough to form any theories yet. What I’m sure of is that he wasn’t even aware I existed or he wouldn’t have ca