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... moil. Forged by war and hardened by their societal standards, the Fae understood only violence, war, and bloodlust. Her senses were able to register the building bloodthirstiness, their eyes glowing with the wildness.
No wonder the servants wouldn’t talk to her, she and Rosalind had been in cahoots even though the Fae betrayed her in the end. They must hold her responsible for what happened.
Islinda turned to Maxi, "They want her dead."
"Mmm," Maxi hummed nonchalantly and ...
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