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Chapter 37Book 10: : On Hands and Knees
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... er her chin, lips pressed into a thin line. Her eyes were narrowed, and the white flames that burned in their crystal orbs were dim. Arona turned to Bryn, whose expression was anything but guarded. She, too, had crossed her arms, but in her case, it was more like she was hugging herself. Her lips trembled, and her eyes were red from the tears she’d cried.
Arona stepped closer and gently grasped Bryn’s wrist. “His words, Bryn—tell them to me again.”
She sniffed and, with a quaveri ...
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