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covering us as we move.
"They have the prince!" someone shouts. "Hold your fire!"
guards hesitate.
confusion.
perfect.
"Perfect timing," Moon says against my chest.
can feel her smile.
even now.
even with death singing around us.
she smiles.
heart does weird twisting things in chest.
dying?
hope not.
need to stay alive for her.
one-eyed alpha leads us around building.
knows where to go.
fires more shots.
keeping guards back.
then we're in trees.
blessed trees.
hate palace.
hate stone.
hate perfect gardens.
trees are better.
move faster here.
know how to navigate.
step over roots.
slip under branches.
carrying bird-mask alpha slows one-eyed alpha.
but he doesn't complain.
