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I give you my body. I give you my blood. I give you my soul. Acaeja drew her hand from my chest, slowly, as if pulling a great weight, and then pressed it to Raihn’s. A blinding white light engulfed us. The pain intensified. From this night until the end of nights. I doubled over, my forehead leaning against Raihn’s. From daybreak until our days are broken.
The Ashes & the Star-Cursed King (Crowns of Nyaxia, #2)
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