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The escort of the prince. by GraySparrow
As the hatch of the cellar closes darkness starts to reign over the prince and you, his guardian kinght. Dispossesed of your weapons, armour, and - worst of all - honour, nobody could blame you if you sunk in desperation.

Then, as if to futher seal your fate somebody steps on the above hatch and stands there.
Will you try to open the hatch?
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