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Nesryn Sobbed, tugging and tugging.Sartaq smiled at her ــ gently. Sweetly. In a way she had not yet seen.I Loved you before I ever set eyes on you, he said.Please, Nesryn wept.Sartaq's hand tightened on hers. I wish we'd had time.A Hiss behind him, a rising bulk of shining black ــThen the prince was gone. Ripped from her hands.As if he had never been.
Sarah J. Maas