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... sharp, metallic click.
She didn't look back.
Her pulse still raced, her skin hot beneath her tunic. The scent of lavender lingered in her nostrils, maddeningly persistent. Her jaw ached from clenching it so tightly during that entire encounter.
What the hell was that?
The memory of Elysia's eyes—wide, wary, and defiant—clung to her. The flush on her cheeks. The way her breath hitched when Malvoria had leaned in.
And her own reaction...
That was th ...
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