Chapter167 I had never in my life wished so hard to disappear

Ylva's POV

The afternoon I spent in the herb beds sorting dried feverfew into jars, Soren dropped into the grass at the edge of the beds without asking permission, stretching out with the shameless ease of a man who had decided the world owed him a nap.

"How long are you going to lie there?"

"Unt...

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