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Aelin looked to Darrow, still waiting. “Where were we?” The old lord smiled slightly and gestured to the throne. “The last piece of this ceremony.” “Then lunch,” Fenrys muttered, sighing.
Throne of Glass (Throne of Glass #0.1–0.5, 1–7)
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