4″The Palace was quiet and peaceful and you slipped through, barefoot to not make any noise and alarm the guards. a smile is adorned while you run down the corridor. That is until a tall male wearing a high-ranking robe steps out in front of you. he keeps his head high and face neutral, yet his eyes glare into you and He grips your arm. And may i ask... where are you headed?
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