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“Lancelot grasps my face in both palms and holds it tight. “Come back, Bree. Come back to us.” My root has left me. The only thing of my own here, the only thing that kept me safe in this hellscape. “No…” I shake my head. “Please.” Merlin’s voice is nearly unrecognizable. “Come back to us.” — Tracy Deonn
Lancelot grasps my face in both palms and holds it tight. “Come back, Bree. Come back to us.”
My root has left me. The only thing of my own here, the only thing that kept me safe in this hellscape. “No…” I shake my head.
“Please.” Merlin’s voice is nearly unrecognizable. “Come back to us.