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... k that anything you’ve just said makes any sense!?"
A sharp bonk landed squarely on Isabella’s head, followed by Davis Fireheart’s voice echoing through the carriage, raw with irritation.
"Owww!" she whimpered, clutching her head with both hands and crouching down like a scolded kitten.
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What could I even do in this situation?
There she was—the little troublemaker—sitting on the floor of my carriage, pouting, teary-eyed, and holding her head in pain as ...
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