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... good question," Isabella purred, lips curling as she leaned lazily against the stone wall, arms folding with feline grace. Her eyes sparkled with something sharp, something cold, something that should have made Opehlia shiver. "Where are they being punished, Opehlia?"
She clicked her tongue against her teeth, a sound that echoed faintly like bone on stone. Her gaze cut sideways like a blade.
Glimora, picking up the shift in her mama’s tone, tensed at Isabella’s feet. Her tiny no ...
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