I've Died a Thousand Times

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Percy felt his insides crumble at the sight of the familiar face. He wanted to run to him, to make his eyes open and see what he could do to make Ezra feel better, but Percy was a king now.

King’s dont just run to peasants and check for injuries.

But Percy did let his eyes narrow. He motioned for his own servants to place Ezra back into the chest. He also beckoned the one closest to him and whispered in their ear, “Take him to the infirmary immediately.”

His servants rushed out of the room with Ezra.

Percy felt a knot form in his stomach.

He just cleared his throat.

“Your business here is completed. Now if you excuse me, I have a kingdom to run.”

Percy waited for the men to leave and then dashed to check on Ezra.
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Edit 6/26/17