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Looking back, Adi had to laugh at herself. At what stage had she thought she’d have a chance against the faerie queen? Listening to the vicious voice whispering in her ear, panic had clouded her mind. She had no recollection of leaving the throne room and walking to the dungeon.
She barely remembered being pushed through a door into a stinking black space. She’d stumbled down two steps before crashing into the opposite wall. Her hands had come out in front of her, so at least she hadn’t bashed her nose. Some slimy substance from the stones clung to her skin, and no matter how much she wiped her hands on her tunic, they felt disgusting.
Her nose had gotten used to the stench after a while, although she’d retched and gagged for a long time. The miasma of stale urine and worse crept int
