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However, it made sense that beneath all his frivolity Quesnel would think like that He’d been raised in a hive but his ht always to question the supernatural agenda

Rue felt a sudden sagging in her stoht folk She’d only thought about keeping the Vanaras safe She’d neglected the human coet a girl in real trouble "Well, rats I guess I won’t get to keep htened

"And I never even got to use it, not really"

"Buck up, chérie, you may still have a chance I tripped over tolves sleeping in the hallway We could take them up to the aether"

"Why, Mr Lefoux," said Prim "I had no idea you were so bloodthirsty"

The Frenchly at both ladies, and went to fish hopelessly about in the muffin crumbs

As the sun fully crested the horizon, Rue lost hershape so irl a bit of a crisis of identity It couldn’t possibly be good for her character

Pri it was speared though with a Vanara arrow

"Ruined, I’entle hand on Prim’s shoulder

Rue’s lip curled at the fact that he could be so syht but not her own political blundering

"I rather like it that way," said Percy

Rue agreed "You should sport it proudly e get back to London and start a new trend"

Percy said, as if he had been actually thinking about Quesnel’s point, "You knoho else is not going to be happy about this treaty? The Rakshasas"

"There you are, chérie, now aren’t you glad you’re still a sundowner?" Quesnel used it to try and get back in Rue’s good graces

Rue turned her full attention on Percy "You’re right They aren’t We air Pack for the remainder of our stay in Bombay They’d be the best deterrent if the Rakshasas want to take revenge"