Sylvia's POV:

"It's none of your business..." Before I could finish my sentence, I suddenly realized that Blair was testing me.

Exasperated, I gritted my teeth in anger, but just as I was about to say something, he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer.

"Here we are."

It was not until then that I found myself standing in front of a dilapidated cottage. There was a huge sail hanging in front of the door riddled with intricate runes. On both sides of the door frame, there were firefly lights.

Suddenly, the wind blew the old wooden door open, revealing a mossy yard and a few giant puppets sitting under the eaves. The puppets looked like children in different poses; about half as tall as Blair. At first glance, they looked very real.

The sound of crows cawing broke the silence. Blair looked up at the crows and then led me inside.

Some sort

of. If there are crows, it means the master is at home." Blair went ahead. When he was about

distanced myself from him, glaring at

himself around ordinary people. However, his greed for money

time, I took two steps back again to keep a distance from him. I couldn't let my guard down around

like he couldn't care less about the fact that I tried to keep him at arm's length as he continued to lead me inside.

ferocious dog jumped on me, pinning me down, while a red

to react and he blocked the crystal

at me, turned

an old

the head of the guards in the royal palace! What

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