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“Why don’t you tell me which card to play, Faythe?” Her brow pinched. Seconds passed. Then ice doused her all at once and she turned completely rigid, spine straightening. She held his look, and his smile broadened to the other side as he knew she’d figured it out.
A Throne From the Ashes (An Heir Comes to Rise, #3)
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