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Chapter 47 Why Hello Stranger Danger

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last update publish date: 2023-04-17 09:34:43

*Hidi*

It didn’t strike Hidi at first. She kept walking down the halls as if she knew where to go. But that was the thing. She didn’t.

Hidi didn’t know where Ana was in the castle. She just burst out of the room and straight to it. But now she was in the middle of nowhere.

And there was no sign of Ana.

Perhaps I should have the maid show me the way? Hidi thought and looked over her shoulder. But did she know the way back? No, of course not. She didn’t think to pay attention.

That was something
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