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"I don't know about some of these other people, particularly the ministers who served my uncle." "Can't you get rid of them?" Kaddar shook his head. "The country's already in turmoil. I need to keep a few of the same faces around, at least until I get their measure." "It doesn't sound like much fun. I wish you luck with it." "I'll need luck," Kaddar took her hand. "Daine, I found my uncle's papers. He was going to have me arrested and charged with conspiring against him-- which means he planned to have me killed. I owe you my life. I know this will sound trite, but I mean it: whatever you want that I can give, even to half of my kingdom, all you need do is ask." Daine gave him a skeptical look. "Your ministers wouldn't like the half-kingdom part." He grinned. "Actually, they want to arrest you for crimes against the state."
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