ll pounding from Enzo's nearness. She didn't
er now. Sharper. As if the castle
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s eyes that u
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asked, voice tigh
aid smoothly. "
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because I've learned
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didn't
ho came before you?" he ad
ry. "Why are you
and elegant. His bare feet
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wisted. "What do
ile fa
u," he said, voice hollow. "Th
through the corridor-wh
ike that,
d. No m
t g
er room, slamming the door
od and slid to the floor, wrap
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