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“Knights gallop out at times from charging troops, intending, as they leave the rest behind to claim the honours of an opening duel.” ―Dante Alighieri, The Divine Comedy
Everyone’s attention was on me and I had to come up with something meaningful to say. Bianca’s power enchanted me faster than I expected, the flaming sparks heating up my blood. Now wasn’t a good time to have a drink, but I finished my glass of champagne anyway. Bianca was assessing my power; her perfect eyes hovered up and down my body. I felt Morpheus’s eyes on me too, but I didn’t dare to look at him. This could work. I just needed to come up with a random witty line that cherished the uprising.
Everyone was waiting and silence stretched out for minutes. A bead of sweat gathered on the nape of my neck and ran over
