Jem

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“I’ve seen plenty of this big and dangerous world, princeling.” A soft, harsh laugh. “Just wait, Aelin.” Another jab. And she let herself fall for it. “Don’t call me that.” “It’s your name. I’m not going to call you anything different.”
Jem
Oooop. Here we go
Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3)
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