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Chapter 19: The Strange World
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~Ioana~ "The Queen's awake! Oh, thank the glorious Selenara!" When I gained consciousness, eyes snapping open to the familiar luxurious ceiling, along with the sobbing beside me, I knew without someone telling me, I am back. Footsteps sounded, the door burst open, slamming against the wall with a bang. "It's true! The Queen's awake!" 'Back to this palace.' "After a month..." 'Back to its people.' I thought my head would be gone this time for sure. It's truly a miracle only Selenara can do. 'And back to the chilling indifference.' " At least the coronation will no longer be postponed." " The prince is so pitiful. Even the world seems against him—but I'm not."
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~Ioana~I shivered violently. Something brushed over my skin, like silken velvet. My eyes fluttered open, light flooding my vision.I squinted uncomfortably, the sudden switch from dark to light stinging my eyes like the creatures of the night. I winced, shielding my eyes with my arm.A second later, dropping them slowly, and when I did, I couldn't help but gasp."Where am I?"Before me wasn’t the suffocating grand room but an open space. The scent of wildflowers blending in, butterflies fluttered their wings cheerfully from one flower to another. The grasses swayed calmly, undisturbed.I breathed in. The taste of freedom I never knew I missed so hungrily lingering on the air.I stepped forward, glancing around. It was wide enough that I couldn’t see the end.'Was everything just an illusion?' I loved to convince myself such.I parted the golden-eared grass-like things, moving through them.For the second time since I came here, my mouth dropped open wide."What is that?" I exclaimed,
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The moment I crossed into the building, a shadow whooshed dangerously past—By a hair’s breadth, lounging at where I was standing before.Looking backward, outside,cold sweat trickling down my neck. 'If I was just a second too late…' I gulped in fear.The same way it appeared, it disappeared as swift.But I knew—FlinchingSomething was out there. Watching. Bidding its time for the moment I exit.I shuddered violently.“The forest is truly as dangerous as rumoured,” I muttered under my breath.Tearing my gaze away from the ominous atmosphere,I walked in, my footsteps thudding against the floor, echoing through the room.Just then—Whoosh!Jerking backwards, a flame was lit next to me. “What the—” I exclaimed with widened eyes as if receiving a hidden order.Torches lit up one by one, lining the walls on both sides until I could see without night vision.That's when I realised where I was—it was a hall. A wide one.Directly before me was a raised platform. Tendrils dangled from the
