A familiar face. The realisation rose in me like a memory from a lifetime ago. But that … that was impossible. I stared at those gruff, scrawny features and felt the grass sink away beneath my knees – no doubt about it, even below the disfigurement of her injuries. This was the same face that had scowled at me in the shadows of a dusky stable once. The same face that had furiously snapped at me to get the hell out of her sight while I cowered between the hay bales, desperate for a way to escape. But that had been at the Crimson Court. And humans at the court were bound to the island. Cold
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