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Preface I smile back and wrap my arms around my family once more. Over my mother’s shoulder, the person in front of the fireplace comes into more focus. His red hair is long, touching his shoulders, and is glowing from the fire. A single fang earring dangles in one of his ears. It suits him well, I note. He is strikingly handsome. |
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Be Thine Own Palace I was a Delacour, after all. |
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Or The World's Thy Prison That was it. I was about to give this goblin what-for for insulting me like that. I opened my mouth to give a witty retort when someone interrupted us. It was him. I’d recognize that face anywhere. More so, that hair. |
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