Allison Ford

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The blacksmith wasted no time in dropping to the grass and shifting to get comfortable.  “We brought this for a reason,” Jakon said, extending a blanket.  Marlowe grinned up at him. “That’s for the book.” She patted the space in front of her.
A Clash of Three Courts (An Heir Comes to Rise, #4)
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