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“So you’re going to be my teacher?” He nodded. “In mind skills, sword skills, and…other skills, if you find yourself lacking,” he added suggestively. She gaped, lifting her sword to poke him with the pointed end. He batted it away with his own blade before she could, and the clang of steel echoed through the clearing along with his bark of laughter. “You really can’t help yourself, can you?” she grumbled. He crossed his arms, still holding his sword. “I’ve never been with a human before. I’d be curious to see if your kind is as…fragile as you look.” He grinned deviously.
An Heir Comes to Rise (An Heir Comes to Rise, #1)
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