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... purple. Rain hammered the broken carriage like bullets.
"We can’t make the estate in this," Casimir gritted out. "The roads will wash out by midnight."
He shouted orders to his coachman, thunder swallowing his words. The man sprinted down the road.
Casimir steadied me. "We take shelter. Now."
Through the downpour, a two-story building loomed. A creaking sign read: The Gnarled Oak. An inn held together by spit and desperation.
I hiked my shredded skirts, st ...
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