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... d her face, and the voice he wanted to form simply wouldn’t come.
But it wasn’t his silence that silenced him.
It was her gaze.
A gaze that pierced the raised blade and crushed any remaining emotional defenses.
“I understand…” Scathach’s voice wasn’t a scream now. It was something much worse: low, icy… and filled with a revulsion that coiled like poison. “I understand why my son would never want to go near this place.”
The word “mine” came out as if it wer ...
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