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... weird by now.
But no.
I’m sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor of a cabin, encircled by some kind of powder—salt, ash, maybe crushed bones, who knows—with my hands on my knees like I’m about to achieve spiritual enlightenment.
Across from me, Lenora sits with terrifying calm, like this is just a regular Tuesday.
To my left: Ronan. Smug bastard. Looking far too amused at my expense.
And to my right: her father.
Technically, it’s the first time w ...
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