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“The Commander’s lying is a more...recent event.” “But he didn’t tell you about Owen.” “Oh, he’s kept things from me before, but he’s never looked me in the eye and lied.” “What changed?” she asked. What indeed? “I suspect a few things.” “Such as?” “Not here, love. Janco’s far more interested in our conversation than his dreams.” “Am not,” Janco said, not in the least embarrassed he’d been caught eavesdropping. “Besides, I don’t have dreams, I have nightmares.” Before Janco could launch into a detailed description, Valek said, “Then we’ll let you get back to them.”

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Maria V. Snyder
Maria V. Snyder

Maria V. Snyder is an American author of science fiction and fantasy novels. Known for her unique magical systems and engaging storylines, her works have gained popularity since their publication in 2005. The specific birth and death dates are unknown. more

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