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... the tall chair. His eyes had grown glassy, jaw tight, but his breathing was uneven.
Magnolia stopped, turning toward him sharply.
"You need to rest," she said, voice softer than it had been all day.
"I’m fine," Rhett rasped. His voice sounded thinner now, lacking its usual weight.
"You’re not," Magnolia whispered. "You’ve barely been standing since the last breach."
Beckett took a small step forward. "Magnolia’s right. Your fever’s worse."
Rhett w ...
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