Cling Into Hope
As if in slow motion, the wolves walked closer to her, surrounding her in every direction as Edith ― if that was even her real name ― decided to step back and watch the show like she spectator she was. She had planned everything out so perfectly, Estelle felt she had no way escaping anymore. Julian, she tried to reach her brother through their mind-link. Julian, do you hear me? I need you. However, there was no answer to that, nothing. Arthmael, she tried again, desperately, to no success. Arthmael, please, where are you? The psychotic woman's laughter brought Estelle out of her head, watching as the wolves had stopped, waiting for Edith's signal to attack. "Are you trying to reach for your dear brothers, Princess?" She asked, clearly knowing the answer to that, but still amusing hersel
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