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Sylvia grabbed Cassandra’s arm and spun her around "Maybe I was too enthusiastic, but you did everything but say outright that she would never have a friend for the rest of her life!"

"Ladies," Saetan warned, stepping toward the the Black?" Cassandra snapped "Ilived with that isolation--"

"La--"

boom!

"Hell’s fire," Andulvar muttered

boom!

Beale leaped to open the front door while it was still intact

She swept into the great hall, stopping where the sunlight

colassabove the double doors produced a natural spotlight Tall and slim, she wore severely tailored, dark blue trousers, a loose jacket, and heeled boots Her white-blond hair rose in spiky peaks above her head like sculptured ice Darkened eyebrows and lashes fra Sylvia and Cassandra a perfunctory nod that couldn’t quite be called insolent Then her eyes raked over Saetan from head to toe

Saetan held his breath Even if Lord Morton hadn’t slunk in behind her, he would have bet this was Karla, the young Glacian Queen

"Well," Karla said, "you’re not bad-looking for a corpse"

Before he could reply, Jaenelle’s serene but a He’s not a corpse"

Karla whirled toward the inforainst the doorway, her fingers hooked in the jacket thrown over one shoulder

Karla let out a screech that raised the hairs on Saetan’s neck

"You’ve got tits!" Karla pulled open the blue jacket, revealing a silver, just as skis tits" S the wickedest smile Saetan had ever seen, she turned back to him "What do you think?"

He didn’t stop to think "Are you asking if I think they’re lovely or if I think they’re bee strings?"

Karla closed the jacket, crossed her arms, and narrowed those ice-blue eyes "Sassy, isn’t he?"

"Well, heis a Warlord Prince," Jaenelle replied

Ice-blue eyes ed "Oh, all right I’ll be a polite guest" She stepped up to Saetan, and that wicked sive her the satisfaction of seeing him

wince

Karla turned away fro to do I had to figure out all

those da room and closed the door

Saetan stared at his shoe "Da Morton had coh Lord"

"Lord Morton, I have only one thing to say to you"

"Sir?" Morton tried to suppress a shiver

Saetan tried to suppress a rueful smile and couldn’t "You have my heartfelt sympathy"

Morton melted with relief "Thank you, sir I could use it"

"Help yourself to the refreshesture toward the closed door "And if they start !

For one panicked ht the caution had been made too late Then he realized so on the front door

If Karla was ice, this one was fire, with her dark red hair flowing down her back, her green eyes flashing, and a swirling gown that looked like an autumn woods in motion She headed for Saetan but veered when Jaenelle and Karla poked their heads out of the drawing roo, she held up a cloth bundle "I wasn’t sure if ould end up in the stables or digging in the garden, so I brought sorowl Didn’tany of thele" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>