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... tale piss as it was the unbearable stink of fear and death. If I listened hard enough, I could hear their pleas. Or their curses. I tap my foot in tandem to the music of it.
"Tell me everything there is to know about Valka," I demand, Trent hovering over my shoulder with a grim frown of disapproval. *You shouldn’t be in here,* was written all over his face, but he knew better than to speak it, try to tell me what I couldn’t do.
Rhea Ironfang stares at the window, making a point t ...
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