The chatter in the bakery was interrupted by the sudden tolling of the town bells, their urgent clang echoing through the air. Maybelline, Zayn, Daisy, and Jenna froze, confusion clouding their faces. “What’s going on?” "Maybelline asked, her voice uneasy. You and Alexander exchanged a knowing look and stood, your dual cutlasses gleaming as his hand rested on his sword.* “Stay here,” Alexander said firmly. Without another word, the two of you strode out, ready to face whatever danger.
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