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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:28 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:40 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:49 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:54 pm
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Iago led her out of the tower, into the hall. He needed to make one stop first. "I need to stop by Cyril's room, hold on." he said, leading her up the east wing. Near the stairs, he turned off to knock on a door. Cyril answered it, wearing a muscle shirt that clearly showed off the gauntlet that covered his whole left arm. "Cyril..." he said in a whisper. "I must go. Send a message to Marcus, tell him to pretend as if I was there in his reports back to my father." he went on to explain their plan. Cyril nodded, putting his real hand on Iago's shoulder. "Good luck, Prince." he said simply in his slow, controlled voice. That done, he slipped back inside his room, and Iago led Evie toward the front doors of the castle.
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 5:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 6:02 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 6:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 6:24 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 28, 2009 6:38 pm
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