>>6325413>tinfoil hathope it's thick and sturdy enough anon
>>6325490>not a consort but a sisterQM grins
>spoilerthanks a lot anon!
>if they're siblings Ansy couldn't be an interloper unless-
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>>6325392Willow briefly checks behind her. Just to make sure.
All she can see is more darkness, and a shiver runs down her spine. She hasn’t felt so afraid and so lonely since she had left Argia—or since she was dying and bleeding on a stupid convenience store’s floor.
She proceeds towards the faint light, stepping past the right and left detours. Wind rushes in, passing through her sweaty hair. Every step is a groan of pain, especially her midsection still angrily pulsating with the new squirming life that bloomed between her thighs and—
She clenches her fists.
No—not going there. For the life of her, she is <span class="mu-i">not</span> going there.
So she proceeds, as light comes in from the entrance, or wait is there a floor there too? A balcony, a terrace and—
The cackling of seagulls reaches her.
Willow sighs softly. The wind carries a soft, pleasant fragrance, like orange flowers in bloom, and yet beneath it there is the smell of salt.
All around her, tall masonry towers scrape against the sky, covered in tassels and tiles of the most beautiful material, from emerald to onyx to those that twinkle like diamonds and mother of pearl.
And each of them filled with tall, umber-skinned people, their burning blue eyes alight with the awareness they are there to rule.
“What is… this place?” She asks, but it is a meaningless question.
She knows.
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