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Bianca managed to walk to the House of Arch, managed to walk through the painting, for two reasons; she had her pride, and she never let go of Arithon's arm. Inside the House, though, it was different - it was safe, and she knew it. It was safe, so she stumbled and fell to her knees.
She's not crying, not yet, but her breathing is quick and ragged, both with hate and fear.
Mostly fear.
She's not crying, not yet, but her breathing is quick and ragged, both with hate and fear.
Mostly fear.