Sylvia's POV:

Almost immediately, the sticky swamp mud engulfed my body, weighing and sucking me down into the pit. My instincts told me to struggle, but soon I realized that it only made me sink faster.

After panicking for a moment, I stopped and stabilized myself, refusing to move an inch.

I carefully turned to Peter, who was standing on the shore. "What happened?"

Peter smiled sheepishly and held up his hand. "Sorry. I stumbled a little bit and accidentally pulled the vine."

He then pulled on the vine again, causing me to sink deeper into the swamp. I felt that something was off, but I still pretended to be calm and asked him for help anyway. "That's fine. Can you just pull me out now?"

Just then, Peter tossed the vine away from him. The innocent look on his face was replaced with mockery. "Pull you out? In your dreams."

mean by that? Are you saying

"Yes! What

you? Who was

have known that Peter was not just some student. Participating in a stunt like this was detrimental to his future, but he did it anyway. There had to be a powerful

to be guilty, he sighed. "Fine. Since you're about to die anyway, I'll tell you the truth. It was Prince Richard who

knew it. He really

would definitely die today." Peter

it was better to spend my energy in trying to think of a way out of here. But my body slowly sunk deeper and deeper. The mud was almost up

army patrolling around the forbidden forest would come and save me. I was overjoyed at the realization.

and call for help with that

was a tinge of irony in his tone, so I hesitated. Richard's plan could not be foiled this simply. If he really wanted me to die, he wouldn't go

waiting for? Won't the troops around the forest come and save you once you press

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