Ione caught my arm - hugged me tightly. Over her shoulder, Elm put his hand on the Shepherd King’s hilt. Winked at me.
“None of this might have happened without you, Elspeth,” Ione whispered. “And isn’t that such a beautiful thing.”
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— Oct 01, 2025 07:08PM
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