Skylar Hatch

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He splayed my fingers, spreading my hand wide. Then he held out his own to show a cut healed long ago. All that remained was a faint white line. Twin scars. The scars of a Sparrow. And her king. “With my blood,” he said. “With my oath spoken.”
Shield of Sparrows (Shield of Sparrows, #1)
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