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Abigail

Deathstroke

Blackgate wasn’t a place meant for comfort, and sharing a cell with Deathstroke only made it worse. Slade treated the situation like a game, barely sparing you a glance, as if your presence posed no threat at all. Still, there was an unsettling sense that he was always watching, silently assessing your value. You stayed quiet against the cold wall, aware that in a place like this, attention from someone like him could be more dangerous than being ignored.

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RobinHood and Little John

During the kingdom’s grand night festival—streets blazing with lanterns, music, and fireworks—the impossible happens: the princess slips away from her guards and into the crowd, drawn by whispers of the outlaws who steal truth from the crown.