CHAPTER 17

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XCVII

The tired Paragon

had hit pause,

Her chess is taking

a new route.

She's already losing

her pawns,

Careful,

or the pin's absolute.

XCVIII

This might just end

to a dead draw,

With the king hunt,

she must hurry.

Yes,

throw in a little tempo,

For this check's

for dear old Mary.

XCIX

PARAGON:

She sighed

and ran through her fingers,

Ran through

the memory of her,

Ran through

dear old Mary's pictures,

Praying,

she'd find her the answer.

C

But could all this

be a mistake?

Theories

have just multiplied.

Her reputation

is at stake.

Was all this

just plain suicide?

CI

But no conclusion

should be made.

The Paragon

must move forward.

Let's resume

with the masquerade.

Before unmasking

gets awkward.

CII

And who does love

beau monde scandals?

Attends the best parties

in town?

Does killer heels,

kill with labels?

Does Amber

have bloodstained ballgowns?

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