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Kristi lingered in the Great Hall even after she had finished eating. It was very rarely that she dallied in the company of so many when she wasn't 'on duty,' spying for her father; something she hadn't done since the end of the previous term. After all the other students had left, Kristi sighed and finally extricated herself from her chair. She slowly walked out of the hall and down the corridors toward her small bedroom.
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Blast from the past! |