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Master Poja was busy meeting with Princess Haile, so Zina was free to leave the Palace that day. She and Amare snatched the opportunity. They moved from Point 1-4 in a short time. The route was stuck in their head, they could navigate it with their eyes closed. They made it to Point 5 and had to walk extremely carefully because of how muddy the soil was. Muddy enough to swallow their feet up till their ankles. “Do you think that man made it past the Obsidian?” Zina asked. She had been chattering and making him laugh as much as possible. The news of his Dada’s marriage was still a fresh wound. His illness was pepper to it. “No way. He was just at Point 3 that day and he’s a fragile man. He’d want to take his time with the crossing.” Zina nodded. “W
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