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“Before we begin this ceremony,” Droge said aloud so that the entire room could hear, “the princess must be bound.” Two soldiers walked towards me and I held out my hands. The ropes they used were like the ones Keith had used before. I didn’t struggle against them as they bound my hands. “Princess,” Droge said, “lay on the altar.” I turned and faced the altar summoning the courage to do what I had to. “Lay down!” Keith whispered in my ear. I turned again to face the room and sat on the altar. My hands were bound and so I took my time laying down to avoid toppling over. “Do you have the water?” Droge asked “I do,” Keith said I kept my eyes focused on the ceiling to avoid looking at what they were doing, “She has to be drenched in it,” the binder said in a weak voice I imagined
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