CHAPTER FOURTY-SEVEN

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Staring at her beautiful face, he couldn’t help the rush of emotions that made his heartache. “Little Yassy, how did you–” “When I heard of the legendary rebels of Tahan taking control of the borders, I knew immediately it had to be you.” She said in reply, the large black cloak she wore flowed with her graceful steps as she drew forward like a dream and raised a hand towards his cheek. Her hovering touch felt cold to his skin, the trembling chill driving him out of his shocked state, and he stared down at the luminous ghost of his sister’s soul standing before him. “I missed you Charl.” “But, h-ho-how?” “I’ve been practising magic,” His little sister said, a bright smile on her ghostly face. He wanted to reach out and hug her, hold her in his arms and never let go forever, but h

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