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... und to see how far—or how close—he was. She was certain that if she stopped for even a moment, he would catch up to her, and this time, he wouldn’t let her go so easily.
The acrid smell of burning wood and fabric filled her lungs, clinging to her skin like invisible claws, as though the fire itself was trying to drag her back to the king’s chambers. The stench was overpowering, making it harder to breathe, but still, she didn’t stop.
She had no idea how long she’d been running or ...
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