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Before long, Andre had mostly forgotten about his father’s treachery because Kate now occupied his thoughts. Then he remembered that he’d decided to ask her out to dinner, so he put the paintbrushes down and started walking towards her room. When he got close to her door, he saw that she was just coming out of her room. When she saw Andre, she gave him a big smile. “Good morning Andre.” “Good morning, your highness.” he responded. “Are you off to go somewhere?” “Yes,” she said, “my father told me to go see Mr. Holt. Why do you ask?” “Oh, I just wanted to tell you, I want to get to know you a bit better, so I was curious if you’d like to eat dinner together tonight.” She smiled again. “That sounds great. Where are we going?” “Oh, I could reserve a table for us in the palace’s banquet hall if you’d like.” “That sounds great!” “Alright, so when should we go? Is 7 o’clock alright?” “Yeah, sure.” “Alright, I’ll come get you at 7.” “Okay, that sounds good.” Kate walked away to meet up with Mr. Holt, while Andre went back to his room to continue painting. When Princess Kate approached Tom Holt, he was standing in a large room sharpening his sword. When he heard her footsteps approaching from behind, he turned around, sheathed his sword and bowed. “Good morning Mr. Holt.” she said. “Good morning, your highness.” he responded as he stood up. Kate cleared her throat. “My father sent me to see you. He told me you had an excellent idea I needed to hear about.” Tom

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