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1836 COUNTRYSIDE BEYOND MORDELLES, FRANCE
“ A malie, please. Look at me.”
Her eyes rolled back in her head as the grass beneath her dried up and crumbled. She drifted through darkness, spinning until she slammed against something solid.
She sucked in a breath, her body arching as her eyes flew open.
“Amalie.” Theo’s hands were on both sides of her face, his eyes wild.
She gripped onto his wrists. “I know where it is. The sword, Theo. I know where it is. ”