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... , already slicing through the air toward her face. She didn’t flinch. She didn’t think. Her body had moved before her mind caught up, stepping between the dagger and Leroy’s braid, ready to take the hit.
She knew what it meant. That blade would mark her, either cutting deep or possibly kill her, but she didn’t care. Her legs moved with conviction. Because no one, not even this wretched King, had the right to touch that braid. That braid didn’t just belong to Leroy. That was her braid too ...
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