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... r of feet, no wails, no shrieks of fire or magic or chaos.
Just a shaft of late sunlight spilling through high windows, catching the tiny black horns of Aliyah as she slumbered peacefully, cheek pillowed against Malvoria’s broad shoulder.
The child’s breath was a faint, rhythmic whisper—warm, soft, impossibly fragile for a half-demon.
Malvoria sat as still as a statue, only daring to breathe when Aliyah did. She could have watched her niece sleep for hours.
But wi ...
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