Heather Foster

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My stomach churned. That was me he was speaking so coldly of fucking. Only one faerie glanced at me, and this one had a trace of pity in his expression. Kallen. I shouldn’t have been surprised that he knew. I met his eyes, forcing myself to look indifferent. He looked away.
Servant of Earth (The Shards of Magic, #1)
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