Eveline braced her mind before climbing up the long, winding staircase. She had to get there and save Theodore, before Count Wilbur might take notice.

A prayer of gratitude arose on her lips that Count Wibur had drunk himself to sleep. The stairs where she climbed were so desolate; the only sounds she heard were her footsteps.

After for what seemed like hours, Eveline finally emerged at the very top of the tower. She slumped against the wall to catch her breath.

She then looked out the window, looking for Theodore. The sight of the great height that surrounded her made her almost swoon.

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