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... rge root, her back resting lazily against it, yet her eyes never left the training field. Every clash of weapons, every shift in Lucas’s and Silvara’s breathing—she caught all of it with careful attention.
Her hand slowly slipped into the pocket of her apron.
Her fingers brushed against something cold.
She took it out—a small silver bell, etched with strange patterns shaped like gusts of wind on each of its sides.
Liona studied the bell for a moment.
"This ...
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