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... p> Right through the eye. Quick, clean, satisfying.
She imagined it in vivid detail as he laughed at something her mother said—the way the ice would form, sharp and gleaming, the moment it would pierce through his smug face, the shocked expression as his brain realized it was dying.
She hadn’t been this analytical about murder since she fantasized about burning Aegis alive.
"Talia, dear?"
She blinked, returning to reality.
Her mother, Duchess Evangeline St ...
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