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Chapter 24 NELLIE ARRIVED AT the door to the hall as if it were a portal to freedom. Under the eyes of the servants still waiting to go in, she crossed the foyer and walked around the group to go down the stairs. “Nellie!” Henrik came after her. “Nellie, are you all right?” “I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” “I don’t get questioned every day. You may be used to it, but I’m not. Really, I’m fine. A bit shaken, but fine.” But then she noticed Maartje who came running out of the corridor to the bottom of the stairs, her eyes wide. “Nellie! Your room!” She pointed. “There’s a . . . a . . .” By the Triune, no. The dragon. Nellie jumped down the stairs and turned into the corridor. She ran into the kitchen to grab a lamp and turned back towards her ro