The Vampire King's Sacrifice
Dua slowed her steps as they turned into another corridor, her eyes moving sharply from one end to the other, taking in every detail— every turn, every door, every guard placement.
"Relax your face, my lady," Belle whispered carefully. "You look like you’re planning a robbery."
Dua didn’t even look at her. "I am planning something," she muttered under her breath.
"What was that?"
"I said I’m planning my escape," Dua replied flatly.
Belle nearly stumbled.
"My lady!" she gasped, looking around nervously. "You cannot say such things aloud!"
"Why?" Dua shrugged lightly. "It’s not like they don’t already know I don’t want to be here."
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