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... at the dead girl on the floor. He looked at the weeping mother who was still cursing his name. He looked at the overturned tables.
He felt a cold, dark rage settle in his heart. It wasn’t the hot fire of battle. It was the freezing cold of absolute destruction.
He turned to Ian, who had just arrived. Ian looked horrified. He had seen Marissa being led away.
"Your Grace..." Ian started.
Derek raised a hand. Silence.
"Find out who wore that dress," Derek or ...
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