FIFTY-FIVE

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[TRIGGER WARNING: Trauma, and disturbing imagery.] Niko and Emyr hurried through the city, hiding in the shadows according to Caspian's directions as the three of them made their way through the bustling capital, trying to stay out of the sights of any guards who might be roaming the palace. "How far is the nearest border of the capital?" Niko asked Caspian as he leapt over the puddles of water while his hands remained in handcuffs. Emyr was behind him and Niko walked in front. "Just a few paces out from the square." Caspian answered in a hushed whisper. Niko nodded and turned back around and just then, he saw three palace guards laughing at the street corner in front of them as Niko instantly pulled Caspian and Emyr behind a large crate, probably used to dumb garbage from the foul

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