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... e of the mission and that he would still make her his wife. She had no hope left for Luke, because he was trapped so badly that even if Vaarin would want him to be released, Ileus and Kaizan would not leave him. But hope for Murtagh still bloomed in her chest. If that man survived, he would still make a decent living as a rogue too. She grinded her jaws thinking of Kaizan. If only she could kill Olivia. 


There was a deathly quiet in the castle's grounds. Servants milled about the pl ...

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