Julie Hiltner

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The Guardian gave the prince a nod, then spoke in a gravelly voice that gave me goose bumps. “Not her.” Margot blinked. “Excuse me?” “Her.” The Guardian’s eyes flicked in my direction, and the whole room followed his gaze. To me. “Prince Zavier will marry her,” he declared. “Tonight. As the bride prize for killing your marroweels.”
Julie Hiltner
Ohh well that’s a fun change of plans
Shield of Sparrows (Shield of Sparrows, #1)
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