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Yatrel er Goltbred’s voice carried the patience of a mother who had spent the entire day with a fussy toddler. An entire set of days. Her youngest sat on the floor of their temporary quarters, tugging at the decorative trim of a small pillow with determined chubby fingers.
Separation from her father and elder sister had only intensified her stubbornly mischievous nature. Sometimes, due to Elua’s mention of comparing her friends to animals... she thought of her as a pl ...
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