“Garrick’s a distance wielder, isn’t he?” I don’t bother hinting around the question. A moment of silence passes between us, but I see the confirmation in his eyes. “Are you pissed I didn’t tell you?” I shake my head. “You don’t owe me your friends’ secrets.” My brow knits. “But twenty hours of flying gave me some time to think. You. Garrick.” I tilt my head. “And I once thought I saw Liam…” “Wield ice,”
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