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... ng through the flow of merchants and sailors. The cobblestone streets were alive with voices, the scent of salt, smoked fish, and tar filling the air.
Gulls screeched overhead, their wings cutting through the late afternoon sun.
Viana pulled her green hood lower, making sure she wouldn’t be recognized by anyone in the market. The unknown woman’s word—"Princess"—echoed in her mind. Her once-hidden identity was now exposed, a looming threat over them.
Joel walked beside her ...
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