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“I’m surprised you didn’t go after him.” And glad. “I wanted to, but Ari stopped me.” “Did he sit on you?” I teased. That earned me a smile. “No. He used logic.” “Yay for logic.” “I better go and tell them you’re safe. They’re waiting with the guards.” “The guards?” “Yes, I insisted they remain there. It was difficult since Ari and Janco won’t let me go anywhere on my own.” “That’s good. Stronger together, remember?” He hesitated for a second, then said, “I need to tell Ari he was right.” “It could be worse.” Valek waited. “It could be Janco who was right.” “Ah, yes. That would be worse.”

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Night Study

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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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