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Her lovely face fell There was a wealth of disgusted

disappointment in her voice, and Cian remembered she didn’t like

hi “Cian,

where’s Beckett? I heard from the trolls that he was back from his

hunting trip They saw hi in from the forest”

She had placed her hands on her hips, all attempts at ladylike

perfection gone She wouldn’t waste the effort on hihed

at that thought He sobered slightly She’d said trolls with great

distaste She was a sidhe who thought all other Fae creatures were

beneath her

Bound

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“I don’t know” Cian was able to ansith complete

truthfulness For once, his blank ive him

a good reason to be down here, though Beck had been gone and then