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Eliana’s face hardened again. The expression reappeared too quickly and easily, as if it were a default setting and every other look that crossed it just a transient visitor. It was eerie, and Mel didn’t like it at all. “He’s a traitor and a liar, and very soon he’s going to become well acquainted with the edge of my sword.” She hissed a breath through her teeth, then stood and looked down at her with those glassy, shell-shocked eyes. Only now they burned. “That’s why we have to get you and the others out of here, quickly and quietly. Don’t take anything, just get everyone rounded up as fast as you can.”“A traitor?” Mel whispered, hand at her throat. She stood, the bare stone floor a jolt of cold against her bare feet. “What has he done?” Eliana stood and went to the wooden chest at the
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