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It landed on her fingers, its wings shimmering as the gracefully flapped before disintegrating into blue sparkles.
She blinked, stepping out onto the bank and continuing her journey to the Ortus.
It seemed like a plain box with worn golden accents. If she opened it, a butterfly would fly out, its blue wings flapping. Otherwise, the box was...
She covered her nose and started down the sewer, moving quickly and quietly.
As she travelled down the aisles she would find many interesting things. Most of them had magical properties, and a few would catch her eye. There...
She started down, her hands trembling.
He pursed his lips and they went in. It was a little dark and rather unorganized. A load of trinkets and items strewn on shelves. There was no...
She whimpered as she went to summon the orb of light, opening the trapdoor anxiously.
They approached a shop, and he shook his head. "Look. We're here."
She looked for the sewage entrance desperately, feeling as if she might cry.
"Why do you care so much about my living situation?" he asked bleakly. "I'm sure I'll figure it out myself."
She panicked, hurrying down the stairs towards the cellar, going to unlock it quickly.
"I doubt it," he muttered, frowning slightly.
She looked afraid, her eyes wide before she kissed his cheek quickly and turned to go to the cellar.
"I don't know," he replied, his tone equally sarcastic and teasing.
"Why not?" she asked desperately. "You'd be safer and.. and away from Edgar."
"Like I said. I banished a lot of people in my day. If anyone recognized me a bounty would he put on my head and I'd be killed."
She grabbed his hands, her gaze sharp and serious but terrified at the same time. "Come with me, Ben."
He exhaled slowly, shaking his head. Strands of hair fell out of place but he pushed them back. "I was worried you'd say that."
She paled, her whole expression changing to dread. "Where are we going?"
