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... standing up and eying the boy... sleeping in front of her.
After Darcie had gone for her turn, Daphne had gone quiet as usual. Her face had regained the characteristic blankness, her nordic, blue eyes settling down lifelessly.
She lifted her hand and pushed a lock of her blond hair to the back of her ear.
Her heart... was beating against her chest with booms, overwhelming the roar coming from outside.
Daphne was nervous. Very nervous.
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