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Malvoria, fresh from her sisterly wrestling match and a mostly peaceful stretch of babysitting, was sprawled on a rug near the window.
Sunlight made wild patterns across the stone floor, and a gentle spring breeze danced in, carrying the faint scent of the orchard.
She would have called it relaxing, except that Lara was determined to make Aliyah smile, and Aliyah bless her new and fiercely stubborn soul had apparently sworn a solemn vow never to do so.
Lara was pul ...
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