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Time was up. More than up. She had make her way back as quickly as she could. She needed to cut him off. She had to reach the castle before he did.
She needed at least the allusion, if by seconds, she'd listened.
That she hadn't entirely blown through her first freedom.
She needed at least the allusion, if by seconds, she'd listened.
That she hadn't entirely blown through her first freedom.
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Date: 2012-04-06 11:58 pm (UTC)Before she answered with the only way she could now.
Her gaze glancing down, as she slipped her hand into his arm.
(At the very least now she wouldn't have to find a way to sneak in.)