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~ Eight - Season V ~

Without any warning, I conjured a sleeping spell from my hands.

“Your Highness, what are you doing?” Marcus whispered, panicking.

“We don’t have much of a choice, Marcus,” I struggled to reply. The more power I used, the more my essence depleted. But I had to do a bit more because this spell had to work on fourteen soldiers. And it would last longer than usual as well.

A few more grunts and finally, the orb was finished. Right after I pulled my powers back, I coughed out blood onto the carpeted floor.

“Your Highness!” Marcus whispered as he caught me.

“Who’s there?” a soldier called out from the hallway.

Marcus and I shared worried glances. Our eyes widened as we heard a booming voice.

“Is anyone there? If there is someone, you shouldn’t be on this side of the castle. Were you not aware of His Majesty’s decree that this wing is forbidden?” the soldier continued. “Whoever you are, reveal yourself.”

“This wing of the castle is forbidden to visit?” I wheezed as I turned to Marcus. Once a
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