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“I will learn his name,” Casamir promised. “And when I speak it, I will curse him to die a terrible death.” “Why would you do that?” I asked, confused by his concern. “Because he hurt you,” the prince said simply. Then he extended his hand. “Come.”
Mountains Made of Glass (Fairy Tale Retelling, #1)
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