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... , but somehow, she sensed that Fafnir was treating her like a delicate doll. Though she wanted to tell him about it, she was reveling under the feel of his arm. It felt natural and safe.
Tabit was fighting her instincts because they were all haywire. She was trying to sew in every detail of her recent past. She came to conclusion about three things:
Her kingdom was in the midst of a war with the most powerful king of Araniea.
She was running away from her kingdom, with no ...
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