She growled. “This shape-shifting is really a pressing thing to learn?” “Indulge me,” he purred, and reached inward, his magic flaring. Brown. You will change from blue to brown. Liar—he supposed he was a liar for keeping his true reasons from her. He didn’t need Damaris to confirm it. She might forbid him from going to Morath, but there was another possibility, even worse than that. That she would insist on going with him. Manon gave him a look that might have sent a lesser man running. “They’re still blue.” Gods above, she was beautiful. He wondered when it would stop feeling like a betrayal
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