Julie Hiltner

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“Please.” Tears ran down my face as I pleaded with her, my voice raw and desperate, but I didn’t know what I was asking. She blinked, and whatever force had overtaken her seemed to fade. She swayed slightly, reaching for the stone wall behind her as if steadying herself. My father took a slow, measured step toward her. ”What was that? What did you see?” The Sight finally met his gaze, but her expression remained void of emotion. But I couldn’t hear her words as she spoke. I was waning, buckling under the overwhelming weight of the vessel’s power.  But then a tiny spark ignited in the air, ...more
The Rivaled Crown (The Veiled Kingdom, #3)
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