Liz Mullins

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“Larke was…torn between two men. Your father and the elf prince.” “Tannyl.” “Yes, the very one.” She leaned forward, clipping a bead to either twist before pulling them back to join her bun. I was growing impatient, and observing her do something I’d watched in moments of adoration during my childhood made me more annoyed as each minute passed. “Larke had both men and found herself pregnant. When Tannyl died, it seems she blamed your father and threw herself off the balcony.”
Between Despair and Hope (The Divine Between, #2)
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