[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#006400]Caden[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=#006400]Location:[/color][/b] Caden's House – Chicago, IL
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	I continue to rub Nero’s back with my other hand, even as they start to shrink. I have no idea how something can get even smaller than they already are, but somehow Nero manages it. Their hand twitches against my chest, and I squeeze it, rubbing my thumb along their fingers. 

	[color=#006400]”The King’s Court,”[/color] I say, knowing what Nero is talking about. I nod. [color=#006400]”They used to try any criminal that way, but it was most popular during the witch trials,”[/color] I state. I shift back, tilting Nero’s chin up to look at me. [color=#006400]”Your hand, they made you hold the iron bar.”[/color]