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... y shoes squished with every step, still waterlogged from our river adventure.
Whoever designed this place had a sick sense of humor—the tunnel curved and twisted like intestines, never giving us a clear view of what lay ahead.
"You holding up okay, Princess?" I glanced at Celeste, who was starting to lag behind.
"I’m fine," she said, but her voice had lost some of its royal polish. Her silver-white hair hung in damp clumps, and despite her best efforts to dry our clothes, ...
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