By summerskyshy 176
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You follow the courier, struggling to keep up with his quick pace. He's plainly nervous, his bald head covered in sweat, his hands shaking. You don't blame him; You're just as anxious as he is. You have no idea why you've been brought to the evil queen's palace, but people taken there rarely return. You just hope that you won't be meeting her in person.
Script by Waterway the Wordsmith
