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“I’m going to miss you,” Faythe whispered, not trusting her voice to sound steady. He gave her a sad smile. “There will never be another like you, Faythe. Human, fae, highborn, commoner… Never another soul like yours.”
An Heir Comes to Rise (An Heir Comes to Rise, #1)
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