“Spoon,” James said, tottering off across the parlor. “Where did he find the dagger?” Tessa asked. “It’s possible I took him to the weapons room,” Will said. “Is it?” “It is, yes. It’s possible.” “And it’s possible he somehow got a dagger from where it is secured on the wall, out of his reach,” Tessa said. “We live in a world of possibilities,” Will said. Tessa fixed a gray-eyed stare on her husband. “He was never out of my sight,” Will said quickly. “If you could manage it,” Tessa said, nodding to the sleeping figure of Lucie Herondale in her little basket by the fire, “perhaps you won’t give
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