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“You will return to your cell now but by night fall, my guards will come and help you escape discreetly “ lysandra told freya softly

“How am I sure you will keep your end of the bargain” Freya protested

“Well… you have no choice right now, do you? “ lysandra answered with a smirk.

Lysandra’s gaze followed Freya as she left the room, a cold smile tugging at her lips. She turned her attention to the second guard, a stoic expression on her face. “You there, come closer.”

The guard approached Lysandra, his posture rigid and respectful. “Yes, Your Grace?”

Lysandra’s voice was quiet, a dangerous undercurrent weaving through her words. “I have a task for you, one that requires the utmost discretion.”

The guard’s eyes locked onto Lysandra’s, his attention unwavering. “I am at your service, Your Grace. What is it that you require?”

Lysandra’s lips curved into a calculated smile. “I want you to accompany Freya on her journey out of the city.”

The guard’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “But