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ISABELLE’S POV

“You don’t need her forgiveness. You have me”. The king says to me with a smile. The king goes forward and pulls the struck flambeau and with a large sound, the walls come back in their place. The walls are looking like normal. No one can tell by seeing them that a maze is hidden behind these strong walls. I leave the king’s hand and move forward towards the wall and touch it.

There is no crease or something like that from where the walls had split. The bricks are in place. It looks like a real wall. These walls cannot be opened from the inside. So, it means once you enter you cannot get out. The king’s words were right. It is a path toward death.

“I am thinking about something, my king but I fear that you might get angry. Am I allowed to speak what is inside my mind?” Walter asks the king with the utmost respect. I look towards him from where I am standing.

“Yes, Walter. You can speak”. The king allows him. His attention is now on Walter.

“You knew that she wou