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I asked just as he turned to leave the room.
“Two hours.” He shrugged, that gentle smile still on his face. “Not nearly as long as some others.”
“How—how long was I in Castle Mist?” I asked, wondering if he knew the answer to that question.
He paused for a moment, seemingly lost in thought. When he finally replied, there was something else in his eyes, something like respect.
“Half an hour.” The Doctor replied, giving me a slight nod before leaving the room.
‘Half an hour? It felt like hours…hell, we were in that weird alternate reality for nearly an entire day.’ Rayna scoffed, ‘It’s crazy that magic can do that, distort time like that.’
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