week later, and here they were. The shouting grew in the building above. Elide grimaced as the cracking wood overpowered the ringing city bells. “Should we help?” Gavriel ran a tattooed hand through his golden hair. The names of warriors who had fallen under his command, he’d explained when she’d finally dared ask last week. “He’s almost done.” Indeed, even Lorcan now scowled with impatience at the window above Elide and Gavriel. As the noon bells finished pealing, the shutters burst open. Shattered was a better word for it as two Fae males came flying through them. One of them, brown-haired
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