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... hink when I’m nervous," she said. "It’s a coping mechanism."
I almost smiled, I thought right, because Aria wasn’t one to talk, I’m surprised to get this version of her.
We reached the western archive. The air there was colder and heavier, and I could sense something was definitely wrong here.
The bookshelf was precisely as described, mahogany, with gold lettering that read ’History of the First Bloodline’.
But before we got closer, I saw them.
Three men i ...
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