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... gasp.
I could not remember the contents of my dream or even a memory of what had terrified me so much but I sat up, clawing at my throat as I fought to breathe. My throat had dried up in a second and it felt like the fucking desert.
"Nyssa?" Rowan’s concerned voice filled my ears. "Are you alright?"
I ignored him, pulling myself out of bed. I cursed when I realized we were no longer in the palace and there was no jug of water sitting by the bedside.
With a groan, ...
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