Chapter 9
by 
roryaugust
What do you say?
“That sounds perfect,” you say, and offer Lyra a hand up. (NOTE: This locks-in Lyra as your suitor of choice. You will not be able to interact with any other suitor after this point.)
Lyra takes your hand with a confident, alluring smile. There’s an easy exit nearby, a passageway partially hidden behind vines and a pair of statues that will lead you both to the main hall of your castle. She giggles as you pick up the pace toward it. You spare one glance behind you to make sure Harmon isn’t chasing you down with some affidavit about duty or proper fete etiquette, and then disappear at last into the shadows of the passage with Lyra. The sounds of the fete grow quiet far behind you.
(To be continued!)
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You and Lyra...
