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I dropped my hand and spun around in time to watch Blackbeak waddle toward us. He flapped his wings and landed on my shoulder. “So what are we going to do now?”
“We’ll go to the spot where the undead sister was found and see what we might discover, and that will give us an excuse to see the sisters themselves to discover what’s happened to the Matron,” Shade told us.
“You should rest,” I insisted.
“Later,” Shade promised. I frowned at him. He grasped my hand in his and caught my eye. “I promise.”
I pursed my lips and sighed. “Alright, but there’s a problem with your suggestion.”
He arched an eyebrow. “What?”
“They’re going to know that I’m not wearing the broach. Won’t they try to put a new one on me?”
He shook my head. “It wouldn’t be worth the effort. Spells like tho
