Debra stood quietly next to Donoghue in a long white dress; she looked charming and ethereal.

Woo!

Darryl felt terrible when he saw her from the prison carriage.

He had been through so much with Debra for the past ten years; each of their memories was important to him. Had she really forgotten about them?

Darryl would not feel that lousy if Debra had lost her memory and gotten together with another man. However, she had agreed to be with Donoghue—no one would be able to handle that.

“Your Majesty!”

Ricky stepped forward from the troops. He turned to Donoghue and said respectfully, “We’re ready. Please give us the command to leave.”

“Very well!”

Donoghue smiled. He lifted his hand and waved it. “Everyone, listen up! Let’s return to Westrington immediately.”

“Attention!”

the man sweated profusely. “Your Majesty, there

What?

was in an

Darryl, Megan, and the others were

Where did the

his senses. He said, “Everyone, don’t panic, but be cautious!”

Gasp!

trembled and gasped; he was

Uh…

Donoghue’s jaw dropped in

the mountain steps; they stood there majestically. Under the light of dawn, he could see the armor on

troops, a soldier carried a huge flag—it was more than

the

New World send

that each one of the soldiers was quite powerful. They were obviously the New World’s

of them! One could only see a sea of

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