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... omeone, she was seven years old.
It was a cold night in Calithea, the kind that settled deep into the bones and made even the castle's thick walls feel like paper against the wind. She had been playing in the royal gardens when she heard the pained whimper of a servant boy. He was curled up behind the marble fountain, clutching his arm where a jagged cut ran from his elbow to his wrist. Blood dripped onto the stone.
"Lysandra, don't—" Mirenna, barely older than her at the time, t ...
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