The Dryads (39)

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"I just want to get to London." It was nothing more or less. "I have my own reason, and nothing can stop me from trying."

"Trying?" Sylva muttered, before turning around to eye me. "Even if you managed to get there, the soldiers of London check everyone at the entrance."

Check? Check everyone for what?

"It looks like even you don't know." Sylva sighed after taking one look at my confusion. "London has these gates where the soldiers check everyone for identification papers."

"Huh?" I stared at her in disbelief.

"If you're not a citizen of London or someone with reasons to work in the city, you will be forced to turn back." Sylva crossed her arms, "The Queen made this happen in order to prevent chances of intruders from entering."

"So...what will you do now?" Sylva eyed me. As if waiting to see how I would answer her. "Leave or head into London?"

My lips formed a thin line.

I know the answer.

"I'm going."

'No matter what.'

The minute I said that.

My eyes widened.

Sylva's mouth formed a smirk.

"I like your attitude little girl."

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