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... savage thwip of a bowstring.
Derek’s head moved a fraction of a second before his brain had even processed the sound. An arrow, black-fletched and deadly, hissed past his ear, missing him again by a hair’s breadth. It slammed into the thick, dark wood of the altar behind him with a heavy, sickening thud, the shaft vibrating from the force.
He was trapped. In front of him, the wall of Royal Guards, their swords raised, their faces grim. Above him, a death-dealer in the rafters, a ...
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