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Inside were two ornate silver rings, one with a G engraved on it and the other with an R. Behind them, standing against the wall was a Tarot card. My heart beat harder as I leaned in and took the card while Tory scooped up the two rings. “I think they’re for us,” she breathed. “Roxanya and Gwendalina…” I eyed the card from Astrum which was of The Sun, its meaning now memorised from my Tarot Classes: Goodness, truth, and beauty. I turned it over, Tory moving close beside me as adrenaline rushed into my blood. Welcome home dear Princesses. Seek well, search deep. This house hides a secret within its walls. Where wings meet justice, your blood was saved. “What does it mean?” I breathed and Tory shook her head.
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