Alex took his time, walking through the castle halls. Still with no guard in sight, suspicious of his surroundings, he was beginning to worry. Not too far from him, eager footsteps echoed through the halls, catching Alex's attention. He instinctively ducked behind a nearby statue, as swift presence rushed by. The familiar scent of chocolate and amber touched his noise, bringing him back to the market from earlier that day. His mind went briefly to the amber eyes of the strange girl he had met, the warmth of her soft hand stopping him from drawing his sword. Her noble words begging him to halt, and the sweet kiss she had given him, a gift of good faith.

     After a quick look for clearance, Alex began to follow the scent. He moved slowly down the hall until he cam...

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