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“Something doesn’t feel right.” “Yeah, no kidding,” came Shen’s whisper from the dark. “We’re about to break into the palace.” Wren cast her friend a withering look. “I mean generally, Shen.”
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“Gravity might not concern you, Shen Lo, but the rest of us have to play by its rules.”
“Will you catch me if I fall?” “No, but I’ll wave at you on your way down.”
“And I thought you’d be the evil twin.” Wren stuck her tongue out. “I hope she gives you hell.” “Good luck, Wren. I’ll see you on the throne.” Shen winked as he dropped into darkness, leaving only the echo of his words behind.
“You sound as proud of this water as you do of your horse.” He grinned crookedly. “Desert horse, desert water, desert guy . . . all the best you’ll find in Eana.”
You know what isn’t polite? Horse thievery.” “Neither is kidnapping,”
“I am Eana,” Rose reminded him. “And Eana is me. I could no more steal from my own country than I could steal my own ear.” “Yes, yes, so you’ve said. It all belongs to you. Except this horse. This horse belongs to me.”