Tale As Old As Time

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Eric looked up as she finished her words. It felt like having the breath knocked out of him or his chest hollowed out. He couldn’t believe how narrow-minded he had been. The answer had been in front of him the whole time, and he had been too focused on the witch to see it. Nora wasn’t even a common name in Vellona or Riva, but Eleanora was. “Kill you?” Malek laughed into his hands. “No, the witch was saying she would come for you if you ever entered her domain. The Blood Tide can’t kill you. It’s just a path.” He lifted his head and wiped the tears from his cheeks. “You might not be my niece, ...more
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