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Her hands curled into tight balls beside her. Her head was bent downwards as she took in his words.
A frown formed vividly on his face.
’This isn’t just any preparation.’
A preparation for war. Attrition. Politics. Persecution.
A change was happening soon, and she knew Raph could see it.
’If he’s so sure of it, it wouldn’t be bad if I hear him out.’
Her expression turned sombre at the thought. Realisation began to creep in.
’Rana would ...
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