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and skilled enough to return
and retake the kingdom.
We fled for months, to a small kingdom far from home. There,
with the money and jewels we'd brought with us, we bought a walled
estate outside of a small city. And His Highness hired a sorcerer to
continue our lessons in the craft, this time in earnest.
I didn't trust the sorcerer he hired. There was something
about the man which rang untrue to me. However, it wasn't mine to
judge, but to protect and to learn. I told His Highness of my
distrust, and he merely shrugged it off. We studied with the sorcerer
for a year, and I carefully hid from him how much I was learning,
pretending that it was as difficult for me as for His Highness.
Then one day, he asked why we wished to learn sorcery, since
we were obviously so unsuited for the craft. His Highness told him of
the invasion of our kingdom, and that he had to learn sorcery before
he could return and defeat the evil sorcerer who now controlled our
kingdom. His Highness had no way of knowing what a terrible mistake it
was to reveal himself to this sorcerer, whom it turned out was a
brother to the one who'd conquered our land. When he learned who His
Highness was, he placed him under the foul spell, that by day he'd be
a ho
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