Hundreds of people,knelt down to the queen as she walked down the main street. Escorted by two heavily armoured guards with sturdy and sharp spears, her bright red gown dragged along the cool cobblestone. Paul, dressed in a dark green shirt and rough jeans, turned to his left as he knelt down. His friend June, who was looking straight turned to look at him. As the both of them stared at each other awkwardly, then June asked"what" in a confused and agitated voice. Paul turned his head back to the front and replied,"oh, nothing." As June squinted her eyes, she looked at Paul sheepishly. Paul then looked to his right where he, saw a man gripping a dagger tightly in his hand. Thoughts flooded Paul's mind, as he wondered what the man was going to do with the dagger.Surely he wasn't going to try assassinate the queen was he?

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