FATED TO A TYRANT
Then I navigated my way out of the hedge maze with no difficulty, just by following the path that looked the most trodden and trudged on.
When I reached the manor, it was equally easy to find the pale brown door with the Alfiero family insignia on the fourth floor of the east wing. And it was mostly because there was no need for any skulking or maintaining appearances when the entire manor was free of any breathing being, courtesy of the ongoing feast at the Glass Dome.
“Okay,” I mumbled to myself as I mentally gathered my composure and kept my worry in check.
With an exhale, I held the brass knob, which was peculiarly shaped like a flame.
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