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I should’ve known I was going to run into him again. After all, I still owed him a favour.
The Keeper of Illusions revealed a set of pearly white teeth as he smiled. “I’ve been waiting for you.”
“I didn’t expect anything less.”
His dark eyes narrowed and as he stood still in the middle of the forest, he almost disappeared into it. He was the forest.
I waited for him to reveal his purpose but he just stood still, swaying back and forth like the wind tugging on his green robes.
“Have you come for your favour?” I asked, trying to contain the dread rising in my stomach. It had been an awful day already, could it really get worse?
“I have. Follow me.” Without waiting for me, the Keeper folded his hands behind his back and wandered off.
I rose to my feet, groaning at the weight of my
