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... er, and I reign in my arcana hard. The poor thing’s a mess. Thankfully, she slept through my little spat with her royal leech last night.
I sigh.
"The storm’s one of his signatures. He likes a dramatic entrance, but it’s not all his fault. Chaos can’t really exist without..." My hands flutter in the air. "Chaos."
"Uh-huh." Grace just looks more confused than ever as she finishes making her cup of coffee. She slides into the bench opposite with me and takes a slow sip, her ...
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