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Stil glanced over his shoulder before he flipped a small, wooden container off his belt He opened it up and sreasy balm contained inside He srille before screwing the container shut and sliding it back into place

He whispered over the bars, low Careful to not rille The charrill aside and dropped through the opening, landing inside the cell with a quiet tap He crept to Ge doith blankets piled on her He dreorn quilt up to her chin and couldn’t help the affectionate s, Geuarded and more relaxed Without the sharpness of her eyes to counteract her pluer and sweeter Re the incident at the Sno Hauk tavern, Stil wondered if Gemma’s eyes would lack some of the sharpness if she had a better father

"It’s fine I like your eyes They are like ge the blankets before he stood

"Wait," Geled to lift her hand out of the blankets

"Shh, go back to sleep," Stil soothed

"No, your heat charm," Gemma murmured

"Keep it," Stil said

Ge Stil with eyes that said she was uni back up to her to place a finger on her forehead

Geain, several locks of her wavy hair plastered over her face

Stil carefully tucked her hair behind her ear He watched Gemma for a few moments as she slept before he shook hi a lecher," he said, standing and striding across the roo hi- He set the grille back in place and whispered thethe bars to their nor ht, Gerunted

Stil s away

Chapter 9

"Lunch tih the door two days later as he unlocked it