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You’d think, if the gods had a shred of courtesy, they’d schedule it. Give you a little notice. Maybe send a messenger crow that says: Hey, darling, clear your calendar for eight tonight, someone’s going to threaten one of your friends with a knife while you piss yourself trying to look heroic.
But no. No polite reminders, no scribbled notes tucked under the pillow, just—bam.
I froze the moment Malrick stepped into the room. Oh, I tried to look like I wasn’t frozen, li ...
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