Rebecca Klein

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“I… I swear my… loyalty—” Theodore lowered himself to his knees before me, his eye to mine, and my every thought dissipated. He was close enough for me to whisper and still be heard. My brow buckled with confusion at the gesture. He gave a sharp nod. “Quickly.”
In the Veins of the Drowning (The Siren Mage, #1)
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