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... him. Then again, he was the kind of man who had waited ten years just to hear her voice. And now here she was...speaking... just not the words he longed for, but still speaking.
What was he supposed to do with this woman he loved more than his own breath?
The torch was behind her, its glow throwing the ancient throne into silhouette, its carved lines framing her head like some cruel crown. Shadows obscured her face, but he could feel her every tremor, every confused breath. Conf ...
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