26. Son of the Throne.

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With everyone making merry and creating joyful noise in the inn behind her, Miriá panicked and ran out in the middle of the street then snapped her fingers, like a small projectile she took off into the air after Minto and Rázá. "Minto!" She called after him, but they were ways ahead of her so far that their forms were nothing more than dots as they climbed their way upward toward the clouds. "Minto!" She called again, but in the end, she had to return back to the ground and land because her rune began changing to red. "Minto!" She screamed again even as their forms were out of her sight. "Why are you leaving with her after all this time?" High in the air with only the passing clouds and winds as their company, Minto and Rázá began circling the town that looked like a cluster of tiny sta

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