“You can seriously look at her, see what she does and not fear her? Fear for others?” “Yes,” I said honestly. “Gods, if I didn’t see the mark on your finger, I would think she had you whipped too.” “You know why I can look at her and not fear her?” He shrugged. “Enlighten me.” “Her sister.” I leaned back, folding my arms. “Neverra and I lived with her for months while they were off looking for that book. The stories Gabby told us, the pictures she showed us. Her eyes lit up when she spoke of Dianna and their adventures together. She was mortal once, and the change only affected her physically,
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