Death knows this man. She walks a slow circle around his powerful body. Yes, he has delivered many souls to Mara. She has seen his stern face above the bodies he has drained of life. In fact, even she has heard whispers of this Elite. Here stands the Enforcer of Ilya. The brother to a dying king. The Deliverer of Death, they say. Mara would be the judge of that. She halts before him, studying his soul. A flicker of surprise touches her features, witnessed by no one. A shimmering darkness swirls within him, sheer and threaded with strands of pure white. Death blinks at such an odd sight. This
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THATS MY HUSBAND
