I watch Flavius's retreating form for a moment, before turning around to face the castle gates. The early morning sun hangs just barely above the horizon,
causing me to sigh with relief. I normally leave the castle in the early morning,but I have never found myself sneaking back in. Stealthily, I slink my way through the castle halls only to turn a corner and find myself face to face with a very concerned Soren. He stares down at me, his ocean eyes wide with surprise. Without saying a word, he grabs me roughly by the arm, he scans our surroundings, then proceeds to drag me down the hall and to his room. Roughly, he thrusts me into the room, checking around us one last time before closing the door. Soren twists around, facing me. His arms cross over his chest and a scrunched look grows on his face. "What in the name of the gods are you doing coming back at this hour? Where were
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