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Wren is gestured into a room. She looks around as the guards that were surrounding her take residence outside the door, which she would take as an opportunity to escape, but as she looks around the windowless room, that idea is quickly squashed. This castle is like a labyrinth, making Wolfgrove look small and a lot less complicated. There is only one door except the one that she entered through and she can hear the faint rumbles of whispered voices and the scents wafting under the small gap under the door let Wren know that the more likely route of escape is the door she just came through and she already decided that is not feasible. She knows she needs a rejection, but the need to escape and regroup is growing. She fears what lies ahead. Wren takes in her surroundings, this time with m