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Beck s Beck nodded to the

throne where his father’s body lay, still and cooling “There lies your

brother Perhaps we are more alike than you think, Uncle”

Torin, who had always been a pale ier

brother, twisted his unhandsome face into a mask of jealousy “The

crown should have been mine My father always favored Seamus It

should have been mine”

Beck pointed to his father’s crown It lay on the palace floor,

covered in his father’s blood “There it is, Torin Take it if you can”

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Torin looked between his nephew and the bloody crown he had

slain his kin for

Then Meg felt it She felt Cian cry out in Beck’s brain She felt his

panic and anguish Cian reached out for the only person he had left,