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... fusion twisted in his gut. What in the world was happening? Beric lay sprawled on the floor, half-conscious. Lady Mereloff, bound and seething, perched on the edge of the sofa. Even restrained, she held herself stiffly, back ramrod straight, a fierce, determined glint in her eyes.
"What the hell...?" Ian muttered, more to himself than anyone else. "Lady Mereloff," Ian said, his voice dangerously low, "we have much to discuss."
The silence stretched, thick and heavy.
"You ...
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