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||BOOK THREE in the Infernal Chronicles Series||
First Edition, Un-Edited
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Once upon a time, on an island far, far away, Angie Frost and her companions are on a dangerous journey to rescue one of their own from...
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‧₊˚✧ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ✧˚₊‧
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"Wait For Someone Who Loves You Differently
One Who Sees The Fire In Your Soul
The Child In Your Laugh
And The Ocean In Your Heart."
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After a three hour long ride in an excruciatingly drafty carriage, Angie was brought into a familiar castle. She hadn't been inside the Evil Queen's castle for years and had been hoping to never return. This was the place where Chad had died. Right after he betrayed her. It didn't exactly bring back good memories.
The Black Knights hoisted Angie out of the carriage and half led-half dragged her into the palace. They stripped her of her beautiful golden dress and replaced it with a long white nightgown. The knights did give Angie a new cloak to wear, but it was extremely thin and didn't retain any heat whatsoever.
Angie was stormed into a familiar basement. She snuck a glance at some of the holding cells as she walked past them. The knights threw open the door to a room in the corner, which had two identical cells inside. One of the knights removed a key from his pocket and unlocked the door to the right one. The others thrust Angie forward into the cell. Angie collapsed onto her knees, dirt staining her dress from the impact.
Angie sighed in annoyance as the knights left the room after closing the door to her cell. Her hand instantly went to the green ring on her finger, which had thankfully not flown off. However, it would do her no good if she was stuck in this cell. "Damnit," she complained, sitting up.
