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Just like the previous times I'd visited, the walk up the Mr Muldvarp's layer filled me with dread. Perhaps it was due to his personality, but somehow, I doubted it. There was something dangerous about being here, and I couldn't put my finger on what it was. Which only made matters worse.
NIb didn't even bother knocking this time. He must have been expecting us at this specific time, though that also didn't do anything to reassure me about what was going to happen.
Please find me, Trent. I needed the fairy prince to come through for me more than I'd ever needed anything in my life. Perhaps I was naive for believing he would. After all, he barely knew me. We'd only met twice and bonded through a butterfly. When it was put like that, he shouldn't be putting his life on the line for me.
