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... hat calm throat—but the weight of those steel-grey eyes pressed him still.
He whispered instead. "...Why me?"
The man’s lips curved, not a smile, not even a smirk. Just the faintest twitch of recognition.
"Because the last one burned too hot."
Merlin blinked. ’The last one... Rathan.’
The man turned his head slightly, as if he had heard the thought. "He was fury without end. He carved war into the bones of this world until even gods bled. But in the end, h ...
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