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... ver the table, bodies pressed together in a frozen tableau of panic. Both turned sharply toward the door like startled predators, eyes gleaming, jaws tense.
Between them, Arabella sat stiffly, her arms spread wide as if shielding a delicate, trembling egg about to hatch.
Lastor paused at the threshold, blinking slowly. "...What, in the name of all decency, are you doing?"
Karnala and Renard glanced at each other. Arabella, ever the desperate improviser, straightened with ...
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