chapter 9

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Dragging its numb body upwards, the dove flapped its wings and flew towards the castle where the Princess lived.

It flew up, and up, weaving through the forest, breaking through the clouds, up to where it could catch the wind.

Although the tailwind it was hoping for didn't come, the dove drummed up all of its power and kept flapping, holding the "miracle medicine that can cure any illness" tightly in its beak.

On the horizon, beyond the point where the river below disappeared into the haze, the dove could just make out the forest and castle it knew so well.

Just a little further! Just a little further and I can see the Princess again!
When I do, I will give her this fruit.

And I can enjoy those happy days again!

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