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... from its perch. She never liked that Amara woman, not from the moment she’d opened her perfectly painted mouth and started speaking as though they were equals. A thorn, and an eager one at that.
The sun dappled across the broken stone of the old Ironshade waystation, its shadow stretching long and cracked beneath the moss and ivy. The curled remnants of a once-proud sigil lay carved in a collapsed archway nearby, worn by centuries of weather and forgetfulness. Charlotte clicked her tong ...
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