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Like the rest of us, Elain’s recovery was ongoing. She’d wept for hours the day I’d taken her to a wildflower-covered hill on the outskirts of the city—to the marble headstone I’d had erected there in honor of our father.
A Court of Frost and Starlight (A Court of Thorns and Roses, #3.5)
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