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Chapter 9
“Now what have you been doing today? Sneaking around the King’s meetings perhaps? Or was another ‘royal’ visit to the slums?” Lya snuck through the door, carefully shutting it behind her and striding over to the bed, taking her place on the edge of the frame. “Don’t think I don’t know about you visiting the East Wing today. My guards found your jewellery on the floor. You took it off to stop the sound while you ran, I presume?”
“I was in here reading the entire day! I promise you,” Aynyra sat up, pouting at her friend.
“Hurry up and tell me your excuse so I can report the event. The King is raging over the fact there’s an eavesdropper, especially one that might be his daughter. The news has not left the castle yet but they need a story so the wrong rumours don’t spread,” Lya sighed and fell flat on the bed, stretching and staring up at the velvet cloth that draped over Aynyra’s crimson bedding.
“I definitely did not eavesdrop, although I did notice my favouri
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The gloomy and old air wafted into her lungs, filling her with despair. Aynyra pulled a torch off the wall and lit it with a few matches that lay beside the holder. Silently she crept down the stone pathways until she came to a chest hidden in a dark corner. Aynyra placed the torch on its holster and opened the chest. She took off her dress and placed it in the chest, along with another dress she has sitting there. Quickly, she changed into her street clothes and opened another compartment in the chest. Inside lay a leather belt, which she strapped around her hips. Beneath it was two curved daggers that were then tucked safely into the belt. Aynyra closed the lid of the chest and pulled the torch off the wall, continuing to glide down the halls swiftly. After walking for an hour and several turns, she came across a ladder leading up to a sewage lid. Aynyra dropped the torch into the water that trickled beside her, letting it glide down the tunnel. A trick she picked up from stalking
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