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The sob that came out of Aelin at the hawk’s bellow of fury cracked Lorcan’s chest.
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“Please. I am begging you. I am begging you, Lysandra, to go.” Her chin lifted. “You are not asking our other allies to run.” “Because I am not in love with our other allies.”

