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... what she’d done.
The word echoed through the courtyard small, high-pitched, and commanding, as if it had been waiting six months to be spoken aloud.
A hush fell over the construction site.
One of the stonemasons dropped his chisel.
A foreman near the scaffolding blinked twice, muttered, "Did that baby just talk?" and promptly walked straight into a wooden beam.
Elysia, standing perfectly still, felt the world spin just slightly. But not with confusion. No ...
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