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Tinasha:  Tinasha and Oscar were different from the versions who had married each other. They were totally separate people who had met afresh. That was precisely why she had to be the one to break his curse. "I need to undo it, but I’ve hit a snag… I’m looking for one last flash of inspiration."
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Doan:  "Ah, right. That last stretch can be tricky." Doan said with a wry grimace. Court mages like him held just about the highest position a mage could reach; there were fewer than five hundred throughout every country combined. The best of them spent much of their time sequestered in research, so Doan sympathized with what it was like to hit a mental wall.
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Tinasha:  Tinasha floated along barefoot, stretching both her arms up overhead. “I’m really struggling with it… but I know there has to be a way within the laws of magic…” Curses and blessings were constructed from the spell caster’s own unique language, but as long as they utilized magic, they were still bound by its rules and limits. No matter how inspired the idea or technology used for the spell was, it shouldn’t have been beyond understanding and deconstructing. Thus, the real challenge came from whatever was working against those laws, rather than from the witch’s curse. The magic orb that had once sent a different Oscar backward in time now lay in the Tuldarr treasure vault, while one of another color was stored in Farsas’s treasure vault. Once someone used the sphere, history would be erased and rewritten with a new timeline that started from the point in time at which the user arrived. What was the original purpose in creating such a devastating thing that went against all laws of magic? As Tinasha considered it, doubts flooded her mind until it was all she could think about. “A new law… no, that’s not it. They don’t contradict one another.” A primary tenet of the laws of magic was that time could not be rewound. It continued to flow. There was leeway to dam its streaming for a bit, but there was no turning it back. That was the letter of the law and the hard-and-fast way the world operated. Past eras existed in memories. “Then what about overwriting a law with a different one? Or does the orb contain its own unique rules? But where would a different law come from in the first place? Since going back in time is tantamount to reconstructing the entire world…”
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Doan:  "Princess Tinasha, your thoughts are getting a little worrisome." Doan remarked with concern as he walked a step behind her. He would have liked to pretend he hadn’t heard anything, and his harsh but honest remark made Tinasha silence her whispering.
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Sylvia:  Apparently, she hadn’t heard anything. "Oh yes, did you know rumors are flying in the city about today’s garden party?"
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Tinasha:  "Garden party? Rumors?" Tinasha repeated.
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Doan:  "Hey, Sylvia…" Doan chided.