Task Force
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Lucia paced back and forth, her beautiful blue dress sweeping the floor, her lovely black eyes, with a hidden purple gleam, slightly swollen.
Her hair was disheveled, the tiara she used to wear was tossed onto her bed, and her breathing seemed a bit erratic.
"You finally came." Lucia looked at the governess, sighing in relief.
"Did you express my concerns to the King?" Her voice sounded quite urgent.
"I'm sorry, Princess, but His Majesty the King remains unavailable. The Princess will have to wait," the governess lamented, giving Lucia a look of sympathy.
"All right. As soon as the King is available, express my wish to see him. Don't forget to emphasize the urgency of seeing him," Lucia took a deep breath and said while running her fingers through her messy hair.
"As you wish, Princess. I will do exactly as you ordered." The governess bowed before politely withdrawing.
