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... ings of wood splints died down as the fires of the several hundreds of torches paused. Winds no longer howled, but listened. Leaves no longer rustled,
but watched.
The silence of the moment seemed to draw in the entire forest, as if it waited with bated breaths to watch the drama unfold.
The silence shattered when Housten followed Nyx’s gaze and eyed me momentarily, his chainmail clinking at the sudden movement.
Then stepping forward, his posture threatening, he r ...
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