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“I must go,” I told Oren, who only nodded as I raced away. The letter had been sent days ago, and I had to hurry. I fled to my bedroom, grabbed my thicker cloak from my closet and whisked it about my shoulders, then switched my muddy slippers for some heavier boots. With the wards still down, I closed my eyes and focused on the castle where I’d grown up as I gathered the darkness around me. Within seconds, I felt the air grow bitterly cold and the scent of frost filled my nose, and when I opened my eyes, I was outside in the forest where I’d first met Raith. Teleporting anywhere closer would have been too difficult with the castle’s wards, as Raith had told me back then. I shivered as I made my way toward the castle, my boots crunching through the snow. How quickly I’d grown used to the
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