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... the only sound breaking the silence. Her brow furrowed as she jotted down her thoughts, trying to materialize her impressions of the enigma that was Melisa Blackflame.
[Those eyes,] Aria thought, her own grey ones narrowing. [Big, blood-red eyes. So warm, so trusting...] She sighed. [It doesn’t add up.]
She tapped the quill against her chin, leaving a small ink spot she’d probably regret later.
To Aria, Melisa seemed about as suited for courtly intrigue as a puppy in a pi ...
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