Inside the cold, heavily monitored room, where Lihont held Darcy and Corin hostage, only the sound of faint breathing could be heard.Darcy sat on the edge of a thin, dirty mattress and on her lap, she held a little red bag made of soft velvet. Her fingers, which were now thin and bony, trembled slightly as she stroked the fabric. She just stared at the heavy iron door, her mind racing with a million different fears.Matthew had handed this bag to her during his secret visit a few minutes ago. He had looked at her with very serious, intense eyes and whispered a set of strict instructions. He instructed her to open it only when the day began darkening, just before the full moon rose in the sky. Darcy didn't know what was inside the little red bag. She didn't know if it was a weapon, a magical key, or a trick sent by Lihont to test her loyalty. But she had still collected it from him, holding onto it like a drowning person holds onto a piece of wood in a stormy sea.Despite her burnin
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