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... ings centuries older than I am bicker like children and yell at each other in accusation might have been entertaining, if the subject of the matter wasn’t me.
I peer from face to face, thinking one of them is my mother. One of them made me and left me behind. How do I feel about that?
There are only six women of the sixteen royal houses.
Elara of House Vaelthorn. Raven hair. Onyx black irises that encompasses her entire eyes. Her skin is white as chalk with her lips as bl ...
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