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Tarrant looks concerned.

I pat his shoulder, then toy with his curly orange hair.

He looks at me and smiles.

"Will you stay? After this is over?"

"Maybe, my love. Maybe."

I stroke his cheek.

"I hate to break up the moment, but Stayne is after your head, Emma dear."

"Chessur! Now we have a team."

"And the Vorpal blade, I see."

I smile and touch the blade.

"Of course. It is mine, after all. Mirana gave it to me."

"I was there!" Tarrant exclaims with a wild grin.

"Anyone else feeling a little... bloodthirsty?" I ask out of nowhere.

"Emma. Snap out of it. This isn't you." Mally whispers.

"We need to go talk to the White Queen immediately," McTwisp says timidly.

"To Marmoreal, then!" I shout.

Everyone climbs on the Bandersnatch.

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