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I blushed and ducked my head, murmuring something about duty and being honored to serve, but deep down, I thought she would never be alone again, not if I could help it. Being close to her was like being warmed by a bonfire, and I had been cold for a long time.
The Empress of Salt and Fortune (The Singing Hills Cycle, #1)
by Nghi Vo
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