Sylvia's POV:
Almost immediately, the sticky swamp mud engulfed my body, weighing and sucking me down into the pit. My instincts told me to struggle, but soon I realized that it only made me sink faster.
After panicking for a moment, I stopped and stabilized myself, refusing to move an inch.
I carefully turned to Peter, who was standing on the shore. "What happened?"
Peter smiled sheepishly and held up his hand. "Sorry. I stumbled a little bit and accidentally pulled the vine."
He then pulled on the vine again, causing me to sink deeper into the swamp. I felt that something was off, but I still pretended to be calm and asked him for help anyway. "That's fine. Can you just pull me out now?"
Just then, Peter tossed the vine away from him. The innocent look on his face was replaced with mockery. "Pull you out? In your dreams."
My face hardened. "What do you mean by that? Are you saying that you did this on purpose?"
Peter flash a wicked smile. "Yes! What do you think? Was my acting brilliant?"
"Who sent you? Who was it?" I asked coldly.
I should have known that Peter was not just some student. Participating in a stunt like this was detrimental to his future, but he did it anyway. There had to be a powerful mastermind behind him.
"You are quite smart, Sylvia." Peter snorted as he walked closer to the edge of the swamp. Pretending to be guilty, he sighed. "Fine. Since you're about to die anyway, I'll tell you the truth. It was Prince Richard who sent me."
I sneered. "I knew it. He really will not give up!"
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