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... nt, and the image of slit throats made him go pale.
Grace didn’t rush him, she waited patiently for him to gather himself though her fist clenched with suppressed rage.
"No. Their faces were hidden under their hoods." Dean responded in a shaky voice, still affected by his colleague’s deaths.
Grace released a tense breath, her heart cooling with disappointment. She had no doubt the noble clans were behind it.
"May their souls dwell in peace," Grace murmured, the wo ...
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