Mya

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“You’re going to love getting his letters,” I promise, jumping the final foot off the parapet to the courtyard below. “Huh.” I glance around the empty courtyard while putting my slippers back on. “Garrick and Bodhi were just here.” “They probably know I’m going to kill them for letting you out there. A dress, Sorrengail? Really?”
Fourth Wing (The Empyrean, #1)
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