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Tres stood outside the hall. He leaned his broad back against the structure of the great fort's wall and looked up at the sky. I still didn't understand how we saw the moon in this realm? I wondered if it was the same moon that my family back in Camelot slept under?
Tres wasn’t alone. Bryn spoke to him in hushed tones. I couldn't hear her words, but the tone was sharp and commanding, like she was a general issuing orders to a private.
When she was done talking, she patted her hand on his chest in a proprietary manner. My hands flamed. Bryn must've smelled the smoke because she looked my way. Luckily, my hands were clenched and shoved behind my back. A smirk spread across Bryn's admittedly pretty features. It was tempting to blow my cover now just to burn that look off her face.
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