"You know who I am right? That's never worked before, and I doubt it will now." I like watching the recognition gleam in their eyes, the slight twitch of a lip, maybe even their eyebrows raising. But he doesn't react. I want to see him scared. I frown.

"You're that thief, the one who only terrorizes people? I know you, witch. That'll make the execution even better! Your head on a stick-" Now his eyes gleam, but it's not fear. He grins, pushing the blade flush against my neck. I know him too. "-for all to see!" He's a bloodthirsty king.

"If you can catch me." I drop, pull myself back up behind him, kick the back of his knees for spite, and book it. The castle's hallways are stone and all look the same, but I memorized them years ago. Schlatt's still fresh meat here.

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