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DEMON WEDDING
The plan had to work, Tanzaa thought.
She removed her shoes so she could tread silently down the cold stone steps of the inner passageway. She knew the dungeons would be below, but she had never personally wandered there before. At least Rashel had felt her skilled enough to do this reconnaissance alone. Tanzaa was the only one who could. She knew the palace. Yes, Yeolani felt he could make the trek back to the harem sitting rooms, but what would he do there? Listen in? He could not speak Demonian. And Rashel was using her gift with plants to oversee the preparations for a wedding turned execution. Was the king expecting Tanzaa to willingly return to him or was there going to be a sacrifice instead?
Wearing the invisibility she had recently mastered, Tanzaa slipped past
