Remy Sty

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It was fucking laughable that she thought I would not recognise her. She had underestimated her own effect. Her hair had been darkened by some odd concoction, and her eyes shifted by her new bond. But if she thought that was all I had noticed about her, she was distinctly doing herself a disservice.
To Touch a Silent Fury (The Bride of Eavenfold, #1)
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