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Chapter 13 - Chapter 12: The Man Who Already Knew

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The battlefield fell silent.

Not the kind of silence that follows victory—

But the kind that comes after something unnatural.

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Smoke still lingered faintly in the air.

The ground remained cracked, broken from the summoning.

Fragments of what once was the creature had already faded
 as if erased.

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But no one moved.

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Because they were still looking at her.

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The Grand Duke.

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"
What
 was that?" a knight whispered under his breath.

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No one answered.

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Because no one knew.

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Except one.

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And he wasn't saying anything.

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Rosy stood at the center, her sword lowered at her side.

Her breathing steady.

Too steady.

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But inside—

Her thoughts weren't calm.

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That wasn't just power.

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It was something deeper.

Something that didn't feel borrowed.

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It felt—

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Right.

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Her fingers tightened slightly.

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"
We're leaving," she said.

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Her voice cut through the silence instantly.

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The soldiers snapped back to attention.

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"Yes, Grand Duke!"

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No one questioned her.

No one dared to.

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Because whatever they had just witnessed—

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It wasn't something you questioned.

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It was something you followed.

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The march back began immediately.

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This time—

No one spoke.

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No whispers.

No doubt.

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Only quiet respect.

And something else.

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Fear.

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Rosy rode at the front.

Her posture straight.

Her gaze fixed ahead.

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But her mind—

Was somewhere else.

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That vision.

That throne.

That presence.

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That was me.

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Not Isle.

Not Rosy.

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Something else.

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Something
 older.

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"
You're quiet."

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Of course.

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She didn't turn.

"
For once."

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A faint chuckle.

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"Should I be offended?"

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She exhaled slowly.

"
You already knew."

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Silence.

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Then—

"Yes."

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Her grip tightened.

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"
Since when?"

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A pause.

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"Since before you woke up."

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That answer—

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Was worse than expected.

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Rosy's eyes narrowed slightly.

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"
Then everything you've said—"

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"Was true."

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She turned this time.

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"
You're not even trying to hide it anymore."

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A faint smile.

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"There's no point now."

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They rode in silence for a while.

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But the tension between them had changed.

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Before—

It was curiosity.

Suspicion.

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Now—

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It was something heavier.

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Something closer to truth.

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"
Then answer me properly," she said finally.

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His gaze shifted toward her.

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"
Who sealed me?"

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A long pause followed.

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Too long.

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For the first time—

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He hesitated.

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"
Someone who shouldn't have had the power to."

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Her brows furrowed.

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"That's not an answer."

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"It's the safest one."

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Her patience thinned.

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"I don't want safe answers."

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A faint smile returned.

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"I know."

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Then—

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"
Your father."

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Everything stopped.

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Not physically.

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But mentally.

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"
What?"

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The word came out quieter than she expected.

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More dangerous.

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He didn't look away.

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"Your father," he repeated calmly.

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A beat.

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"The head of the Blackwell family."

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Rosy's mind went blank.

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Not confused.

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But—

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Disconnected.

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That doesn't make sense.

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"
No," she said immediately.

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Her voice firm.

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Cold.

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"He didn't even appear much in the story."

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A pause.

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"He was irrelevant."

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A soft laugh escaped him.

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"Is that what you were told?"

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Her eyes sharpened.

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"
What does that mean?"

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He leaned slightly closer.

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"It means you've been reading the wrong story."

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Silence.

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Because that—

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That hit differently.

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"
Explain."

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But he didn't.

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Not immediately.

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Instead—

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"Do you remember what you said earlier?" he asked.

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She frowned.

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"
About what?"

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"About him."

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A pause.

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"You said he looked too young."

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Her breath slowed.

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"
Yes."

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"And you said," he continued softly—

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"you felt something was off."

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She didn't answer.

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Because she did.

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That strange feeling.

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That unnatural presence.

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That moment—

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When she accidentally called him—

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darling.

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Her grip tightened on the reins.

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"
That wasn't normal."

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"No," he said quietly.

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"It wasn't."

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Silence stretched again.

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But this time—

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It wasn't confusion.

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It was realization—

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Slow.

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Heavy.

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Dangerous.

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"
He sealed me," she said softly.

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Not a question.

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A statement.

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"Yes."

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Her heart didn't race.

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Her breath didn't falter.

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But something inside her—

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Shifted.

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Deeply.

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"
Why?"

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A pause.

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Then—

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"Because you were too powerful."

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The answer came easily.

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Too easily.

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"
That's not enough," she said.

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"It is in this world."

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Her eyes darkened.

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"
Then this world is broken."

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A faint smile.

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"Exactly."

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They rode in silence after that.

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But nothing felt the same anymore.

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Not the air.

Not the path.

Not even the destination.

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Because now—

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She knew.

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This wasn't just about survival.

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It wasn't just about revenge.

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It was personal.

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Far away—

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In the capital—

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A man stood alone in a dimly lit room.

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Tall.

Elegant.

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Timeless.

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His features sharp.

His presence—

Unshakable.

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In his hand—

A glass of deep red wine.

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"
She broke it."

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His voice was calm.

Measured.

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But his eyes—

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Cold.

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A servant behind him trembled.

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"Y-Yes, my lord
"

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He took a slow sip.

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Unbothered.

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Unsurprised.

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"
I wondered how long it would take."

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The servant hesitated.

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"Should we—"

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"No."

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The word cut cleanly.

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A pause.

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Then—

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"Let her come back."

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Silence.

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"
Because this time—"

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His lips curved into a faint smile.

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Not warm.

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Not kind.

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"But this time
 I won't seal her."

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The room felt colder instantly.

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"I'll break her."

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Back on the road—

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Rosy's eyes gleamed faintly under the fading light.

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Not confused.

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Not lost.

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Focused.

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"
Then let's see," she whispered.

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Because if her father was the one who locked her away—

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Then he would be the first one she would destroy.

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And this time—

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She wouldn't disappear.

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She would return.

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End of Chapter 12

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