Twelve

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Is this it? Am I going to die? Arcana gulped hard with her sweat starting to fall from her forehead. Is this the butterfly effect because I tried to annul the engagement? Or a sign that no matter what I do, I will never escape death? Her mind overpowered her, as the announcement left all the life in her body. The memory flashed across her face, clear and light as day. Her mind went blank and her body left all the energy and she sat on the floor. "Lady Arkwright!" says one of the maids. They tried to help her to stand up. Her mind is numb, and she could not hear anything. It feels like her head is being torn apart as she remembered the memories... or the excerpt from the novel. Arcana did not know anymore. "Your Majesty, don't do this to me! I will do anything for you! Please!" she plea

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