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“How do I know you don’t have another amulet hidden on your person?” she said. Micah smiled faintly. “Have mercy, your highness,” he said.“I could strip, but it is a chilly evening. Besides, you seem to have an immunity to any magic I can conjure.”

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The Gray Wolf Throne

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Cinda Williams Chima
Cinda Williams Chima

Cinda Williams Chima is an American author known for her young adult fantasy novels. Born in 1952, she has a lifelong passion for fantasy literature. Her works often blend historical settings with fantasy elements, enjoying great popularity among readers. more

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