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“Stop!...” A deep voice called out from behind Arcane. She could see the palace in a distance and wasn’t very far away. Arcane stopped with a heavy heart, She heard the footsteps grow louder. Iroas slowly approved her and finally stood before her with a firm expression, His hand on the sword that was dangling down his waist, while his eyes looking down upon Arcane’s sorry state. “I see that the princess has recovered, I was on my way to meet you.” Said Iroas in a deep tone. “I did, Thanks for asking.” She replied sarcastically. Her eyes continued to slip towards his hand that was resting on the sword. Her throat felt dry suddenly and the already healed wounds on her neck started to sting. Unlike the time when he was with Soarsa, Iroas seemed to be ready to pull out his sword at any
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