A peasant like you doesn’t deserve my mercy!

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As they made their way to the maze, Emma couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and curiosity. The maze was a secluded spot within the palace gardens, offering privacy and a quiet atmosphere away from prying eyes.

Once they were inside the maze, surrounded by tall hedges that obscured them from view, Emma took a deep breath to steady her nerves. Bright walked beside her, his presence both comforting and intriguing.

"Emma, what did you want to talk about?" Bright asked, his tone gentle as they strolled along the winding paths of the maze.

Emma hesitated for a moment before speaking. "It's about Ross and everything that's been happening recently."