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“Yes,” I whispered. “If I must.” “Swear it.” There was an intensity, an edge, to his voice that made it difficult to breathe. “I swear it.” “I will hold you to that vow.” He dropped his gaze to the tarkin. “Odessa.”
Shield of Sparrows (Shield of Sparrows, #1)
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