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A RAGGED BREATH SPILLED PASSED THE FAIRY'S LIPS, her boots cominh to a sloppy stop as she clutched her chest tightly.
adrenaline was pumping through her veins, tainting her blood with the rush dealt by her improvised escape. the map may have left instructions, but not a guarantee of stealth.
y/n wiped a bead of sweat traveling down her forehead, swallowing any remaining nerves as she leaned against a polished column.
the area was oddly devoid of guards, not a single soul in sight. it was out of place in comparison to the masquerade ball, where soldiers were stationed at every corner.
then again, that was a party.. but if one is trying to achieve unlimited power, would it not be wiser to ascertain no mistakes would be made?
as air filled her chest, a sign that she had properly recovered her breath, the rebel pushed herself off the column, making way towards the corridor. she wouldn't linger any longer than necessary; something tooru ordered strictly within his letter.
her hand outstretched to grab the handles leading into the courtyard.. only for the doors to have blown wide open.
a loud yelp left her lips when her back connected with the marble flooring, violent squalls of wind flooding into the throne room.
