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“We don’t have much longer. It was I who caught your soul before it could cast on to the next realm, but it is not without your mate’s tether that you are both here…and there. Though be aware, even the strongest of bindings can be broken.” Faythe took a breath that felt suspended in time. A weight dropped in her stomach. A dawning. An awakening. A brilliant flare of realization and enlightenment. Her eyes were wide. Still. Fixed on Aurialis as though she might repeat it. “What did you say?”
A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)
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