Out in the courtyard, she scoured the darkness. ‘I know you’re here!’ she hissed. ‘Come out before you get us both killed!’ There was a stretch of silence. And then a faint rustling. Wren stared in horror as Rose stepped out from behind a hydrangea bush. She raised her chin and glared at her sister in the moonlit dark. Wren glared right back, the same emerald-green eyes boring into each other. Rose was a world away from the princess she had been almost one moon ago. She was wearing a bedraggled tunic and her boots were falling apart. Her face was mussed with dirt and sand and sun-borne
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