Allie

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Darkness closed around her like a cocoon. She thought of the orange tree. Not you. Ead. Please. The voice was fading. Please don’t leave me here alone. She thought of how it had been between them, from the candle dance to the first touch of her lips. Then she did not think at all.
The Priory of the Orange Tree (The Roots of Chaos, #1)
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