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#170
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sylvanSpider
Weaver of Webs
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Benjamin laughed, fiddling with his hands, "That sounds like the closest thing to a plan we've had this entire time. Ehm...I can't lead you to Mother from here though, as that would look suspicious. We'll come through the front door, but first...we've got to get out." His lips pursed into a thin line as he thought about how he could dodge all of the servants as well as his mother who at this time had already returned from her morning stroll. He breathed deep, "Alright, follow me."
Holding April by the wrist, he led her through the maze of rooms and hallways, always ducking into the least traveled passages until they had gone out the back door, the sunlight bathing the couple with its rays. "That should do it; we just have to go around the front now."
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Posted 01-03-2018, 07:12 PM
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