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... t as bad as when it had cut into her flesh. Now that it was so abruptly pulled out, the wound scorched.
But, surprisingly, as quickly as the pain came, it was gone. What was once painful was soon replaced by a cooling sensation. Daphne heaved, her chest rising and dropping rapidly as she looked down at Atticus, who was squatting just beneath her.
A king like himself, someone high and mighty, was bent over at her feet. He gently held her with one hand while the other hovered over ...
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