Deuce, Chapter 10: Wave, Wake

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Wave, Wake

When Aurelius pulled Ulrica’s hand away from his mouth, she whispered, “Stay quiet.”

“But I know her.” Tilting his head to one side, Aurelius muttered, “I found her earlier, buried under a mass of creepers. She’s a statue.”

Ulrica was ready with a snide retort, but when he turned, fear glazed his golden eyes.

“That thing is made of stone,” he managed weakly. “As in rock.”

“Aye, lackwit. I can see that.” She calmly asked, “You pulled away the vines that hid her from the sky?”

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