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With her eyes in bewilderment, Gerthel exclaimed. "Will I jump from the cliff down to the ocean? I might be dead before even hitting the water."
Melda cast her a more pitiful glance. "But you have no other way, Ms. Gerthel. That area is not guarded and I know the entrance to the tunnel."
"What else could I do? If only I have wings, it will just be easy," Gerthel muttered with gloominess overwhelming her face.
Melda looked at her sadly too and shook her head. "If only I am a dragon, I will help you. Unfortunately, like you, I am just a weak human, who was brought here as a maid."
When Melda left her, Gerthel was drowned in uneasiness. "Boss Dar, I am sorry," she whispered while her tears started to fall again. How she misses him but thinking about him spending many nights in Draga's
