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"Definitely. I mean it's not an awful course, but I'm glad we got it on the first try. I gotta pass all of them for my specialist check list for Allan." It was step one, though it shared a spot with bare-knuckle sparring.

Following America, the smaller girl looped her arm around the taller one's, leaning into her side as she approached the slightly rumpled princess Taym. "What do we do with him? Do we just leave? That seems kind of cruel." Her head tilted a she looked up at him. "We did just put him through hell."

Lips twisted as she frowned. "Are they sentient?"

That was not a comforting response!

Peyton was half tempted to jerk her hand free of the Golem's gentle grip, but she relaxed after a second, features just as conflicted as America's.

But if the Golem wanted to sing, that was alright. Both girls knew these songs. Peyton hummed the next few cords to the song, attention up on the Princess Taym.

Peyton looked equally as stricken, and she gave America's arm a tight squeeze along with a nod of agreement.

Taym should never know.

Ever.