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... his knees bruised from where he’d collapsed. Dust and blood clung to his lashes. He dared not look up.
He was certain Dican would kill him.
How could he not?
He had betrayed a Farian prince, tried to enslave him with cursed Grayling magic—used a dark concoction meant to break even the strongest of minds. Dican should’ve sliced his throat open.
But then...
A hand touched his shoulder.
Warm.
Steady.
Gentle.
Bian flinched viol ...
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