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... Barak used the ball of fire twirling between his fingers to sketch a rough figure of his so-called chosen bride, as he wondered what she would look like.
She wasn't old. That much he knew. She had just come of marriageable age, so he'd heard. But other than that, no one seemed to have a description of what his bride-to-be looked like.
The only other information he had been able to gather about his beloved bride was that she was a pompous, spoilt princess, the last female child o ...
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