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“You think I don't deserve him,' I say to Cardan. He smiles slowly, like the moon slipping beneath the waves of the lake. 'Oh no, I think you're perfect for each other.”

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The Cruel Prince

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Holly Black
Holly Black

Holly Black, born on November 10, 1971, is a renowned fantasy fiction writer from the United States. Her works are known for their unique imagination and profound emotional depth, which have won her a large fan base. more

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