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aft. I began to follow but the ship suddenly spoke. ‘You, with my face. Don’t go.’ I halted. Brashen stopped and looked back at me, his eyes wide. A small shake of his head was full of warning. Lant’s gaze went from me to Amber. I tipped my head toward her, letting him know he should follow her and he quickly took Brashen’s place. The captain folded his arms and stood watching the figurehead. ‘Buckman. I want to talk to you. Come here.’
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