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... ed in a state of comatose, a slumber neither natural nor restful. His breathing was shallow but steady, and his wounds, though sealed, seemed to pulse faintly as if something still fed on them. The scent of iron never fully left the room.
Arabella had been sitting there since dawn, a book open in her lap, though her eyes had long ceased to follow the words. She had been reading about the King of Versailles, hearing whispers of him from the other sorcerers in the castle, rumors strung tog ...
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