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We were chained to the bottom of the cart as we rode through the cold land. I couldn’t believe I was once again in chains, and I had a feeling that this time, I wouldn’t escape them. No, Blaze and Sirrush had most likely been informed that I was on my way to the South and were eagerly waiting to have my head cut off and put on a spike.
“Long live King James,” I heard Carter whisper mockingly beside me.
Will was in front of me, and he, too, looked at his brother, just as confused by his words as I was. It wasn’t James who was having our heads cut off. It was Blaze and Sirrush.
“I can’t believe him,” Carter said. “What did we do wrong? Aren’t we family?”
We knew he wasn’t asking us. He was just trying to process it all.
“Let it go,” Will demanded.
“Let it go? Let it go!”
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