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I nibbled my lip and felt for my magic. Pain accompanied that attempt, but my magic still swirled in my gut. It was still there, but it didn’t rise readily. “My magic is . . .” I shook my head. “I don’t know what’s going on.” Norivun’s eyes shuttered. “We’re going back to the castle. Now.”
Thorns of Frost (Fae of Snow & Ice, #2)
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