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... d to hold its breath.
The hourglass on the obsidian table reset itself with a sharp clang, but no one moved. The Shadow Queen's promise hung heavy in the air—one question. Any question. And she would answer it truthfully.
I swallowed, my throat dry as a desert.
My mind spun through a thousand possibilities. I could ask something stupid, something safe... What's your favorite bubble tea flavor? or How do I get out of this maid contract without dying?
But no.
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