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... the ground, her red tunic a mess, smeared with dirt and green grass, she was the closest thing to a corpse he’d seen in a while.

She’d attempted the one-handed roll for the umpteenth time, and the result was the same:

A spectacular faceplant.

Charles, sitting a few meters away, was sweaty too, his black tunic clinging to his skin.

In his hands, he held the chocolate ice cream container, now half-melted, and though he kept scooping with the plastic spoon, the sugar ...

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