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... him in the morning besides his uncles.
“That’s Nobby?” Lucy said, licking her lips, trying to stop her drool.
Nobby noted the appearance of the Devilkin, and though he tried not to be taken aback, seeing her stare at him like he was a piece of meat, it made him look aside.
“Stop it,” Adam said, patting her back. “He’s just a wee boy of fifteen.”
“He’s fifteen?” Lucy asked, staring at Adam. “You expect me to believe that.”
“Nobby’s sixteen now, ain’t you, N ...
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