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... not to mention the dizzying corridors that seemed to weave together in an intricate maze.

“Do you think anyone runs the facilities on this floor? I thought it was only for the royals,” Bree asked her companions.

“I think the floor is simply being rented out by the Sirius pack. If it wasn’t for the Royal games, it would probably be free. I’m not sure what restaurant would be open in such conditions. It’s not like…” Honour stopped with her theory when a set of footsteps suddenly c ...

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