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... ess rustled softly in the stagnant air of the dungeon.
She stared at the little girl in the white dress. Her eyes gleamed with a hunger that made Marcus feel sick.
It was not a sexual hunger. It was the look of a child spotting a butterfly they intended to pull apart.
"This one," Elowen said softly. Her voice echoed in the damp stone corridor. "She is... pristine."
Merchant Voss rubbed his hands together. His rings clicked against each other.
"A truly exqu ...
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