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... ails dug into her palm and drew blood. Once, twice, thrice, the blood hit the ground before her eyes darted away.
Maeve, the Fae Queen, was being pushed against the wall. She was like a volcano on the verge of erupting. Islinda knew Aldric was cruel, but reducing the queen of a nation to a joke took a lot of guts.
"What else can I say?" A strained smile spread across Queen Maeve’s face as she responded, "I am a kind Queen and known for taking in strays. I think it would be wonder ...
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