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... eror's wing under the guise of "checking on her nephew." In truth, she spent every stolen minute leaning over Arik with determination blazing in her pale green eyes, her voice coaxing, pleading, commanding:
"Al. Aaaal. Come now, darling, it's easier than papa. Al. Al."
Arik, golden-eyed and smug, would blink up at her, tug on her earrings, and babble nonsense. Sometimes he gurgled mama again, to Gabriel's eternal despair and Damian's amusement. But Al never crossed his lips.
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