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... as the scent of smoke pried her eyes open. The last thing she remembered was the iron taste of fear; and her sister’s voice.
Róisín.
She sat up too fast, the room spinning. The fire had already begun to consume the priory. The sacred walls groaned under the weight of flame and ruin, and death was thick in the air. Its perfume a blend of scorched wood, blood, and holy oil.
But Eithne did not cry. She did not tremble. She ran.
Clutching her sleeve over her mouth, sh ...
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