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Anya paused and looked at him before speaking. “Baze...” The feelings receded, pulling her back down to the ground where she stood. Her head...
She was a hazy vision in front of him, her hair shocking and whipping around in place. After minutes of this though, something faltered, and the...
As he approached, he would definitely taste blood in his mouth, his dried lips splitting snd his shoulders feeling ridiculously heavy, weighing...
The light swirled around him slowly, shaking with potential energy as it resisted latching onto his skin and bone.
His ears began to pop and his tongue dried, his mouth feeling like dust as he moved towards her. However, as he said her name, there was a pause...
The room was blinding, casting dramatic, sharp shadows against the walls. His hair stood up on the end, electricity crackling in the air around...
The King led them down into the darkness of the holding cells. It reeked of mold and sludge and he stopped at the end of the hallway, gesturing to...
He squinted before standing. “I suppose you may see her at your own risk. Come this way.”
“She is not yours,” the King responded icily. “As it is, I doubt you could even get close to her. She is, as I mentioned, quite... temperamental.”
He glanced over at Basel momentarily, the tattoos on his lower jaw glowing before he looked back down at Stephanie. “I see secret-keeping wasn’t...
(Zoop!) The parlor remained impeccably kept since they left. As the King entered, his eyes narrowed. “What are you two doing back here?” he...
Her eyes widened for a moment and she watched him, her gaze dangerous. “You loved her? ...*squee!*, Basel. *squee!*. Okay, okay, just..” She ran her...
“She is not worth dying over, Basel! These tests you want to perform aren’t worth it! There is more to life than this. Just stop it and take a...
She grabbed his arm, her gaze fierce. “If she’s dead in there, Basel, you’ll die trying to get out. You won’t make it.”
She squinted, evidently not pleased. “We could lose everything if you do this,” she warned sharply.
(Zoop?)
“She’s dead by now,” she replied sharply, tilting her head. “They didn’t want to prolong the situation, Basel, they would have killed her as soon...
“We’re still too far,” Eliza said. “Let’s head back.”
She frowned, squinting at him before her shoulders slumped. “I... Anya is not being reinstated as the head of the throne,” she said quietly....
She paused, her breath making small clouds of steam in the air. “I agree.”
