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“Celaena.” He stopped a few feet from the guards. His eyes were rich, molten brown. “Yes?” Her heartbeat steadied. “You look rather pretty today,” was all he said before the doors opened and they walked forward. Celaena raised her chin as they entered the crowded room.
Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass, #1)
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