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Dravina’s POV

“If Malrikarion knows, he” Cassian began, his voice taut with urgency.

I exhaled slowly. “He knows.”

His entire body froze. Shock rippled across his features.

“What?”

“He knows, Cassian.” My gaze held his, steady and unflinching. “Ysolde was my nanny the one my grandfather entrusted wi...

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