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"Who are you?" The mother wailed while grasping her child in her arms.
In a panic, the queen gazed around. The queen consort swelled her eyes in horror as if she saw death itself, peering at her body. I was in front of her, still gawking at her eyes. She looked at the two of us with her hands raised for a fight, defending her daughter. I saw brilliant magic circles forming at each of her fingers, ready to attack us.
"Do not be afraid. We are here to help you," I exclaimed while dropping my hands.
The wagon continued to drive, despite my hands perched beside my pockets. I told Match to stay close beside me since the queen might hurt her. If we are not careful, the wagon could fall off the viaduct.
