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as staring past me, his features

lluminated by the cold moonlight, Serafina was standing

me!" she cried, her voice carrying on

she

e, screamed. Dante let out a guttural roar-a sound of

edy. It was a deep river, yes, but for someone trained in survival

te doctors swarmed the riverbank, pulling a shive

at the top of the cliff. In the chaos of her me

. The boy I had loved, the boy who had promised to protect me,

counting. Se

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the main hall. A formal announcement, wri

life debt incurred, Don Dante Volkov w

low. It was a public stripping of my b