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Not a single drop of blood marred his skin, his clothes, or his hair.
The black frost that had cloaked him inside had receded like a tide, leaving only the faint chill that clung to the air around him — the way a storm leaves the smell of ozone long after the lightning stops.
He carried Emily in a careful princess carry — her head resting inside his warm embracive chest, arms limp across his chest, legs draped over his forearm.
Eira had already drawn the aphrodisi ...
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