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BelleBlair Silently thanked the woman with a nod, scooped up the key and trotted after Ares, She looked back only once and shivered. Slowing her pace she peered at Ares’ back with trepidation.
“Ares…” she said imploring him to speak his mind.
The written word and threat had brought back all the sensations the event had arisen in her. As she had read the note it was as if it were narrated by the same bass voice that had tore her shoulder and left her defeated and thieved. She was angry but she knew there was no good in being so, it would only lead to rash behavior and what she needed now was a clear head.
‘The spire …site.’ her brain repeated.
She looked down at the key and tucked it away.
After Ares spoke she snapped back to reality.
"Of course." she said.
“Ares…” she said imploring him to speak his mind.
The written word and threat had brought back all the sensations the event had arisen in her. As she had read the note it was as if it were narrated by the same bass voice that had tore her shoulder and left her defeated and thieved. She was angry but she knew there was no good in being so, it would only lead to rash behavior and what she needed now was a clear head.
‘The spire …site.’ her brain repeated.
She looked down at the key and tucked it away.
After Ares spoke she snapped back to reality.
"Of course." she said.
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