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She was too delicate, too fragile to survive out there. Rhea laughed and lunged for the broadsword that Sebastian had carelessly left lying on the ground. “Round midnight, I think. A time may come,—and that ere long,—when you will be glad to purchase my secrets, and your own safety, at a dearer price than the heads of your companions. At length, I shall ascertain my name.
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