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... g hall seemed to hold its breath.
I slowly set down my cup.
— "You came to finish what you started?"
Sylvara didn’t answer right away. She folded her scaled, pale-fingered hands on the table, absently tracing the edge of the wood.
Her golden eyes locked on mine with unsettling intensity. Not hatred. Something worse — focus.
— "You talk too much with your fangs bared, human," she said calmly. "But this morning, I didn’t come for a fight."
I raised a ...
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