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Fiona watched the Furies escort the remaining Rogues down the stone stairway, her heart hammering in his chest. What did they want to see Shane for?
He had never told her what he’d been running from, though he’d talked in his sleep last night, before the Rogues attacked. Something about a fire.
Was it a nightmare or something more?
Something haunted him, and she could feel him trembling as the Furies returned from their dealing with the Rogues.
Fiona laced her fingers with his. “Three Musketeers, remember?”
Aislinn took his other hand. “That’s right.”
The Furies returned and set their blazing eyes upon the three of them.
“Fiona and Aislinn, come forward,” Magda said in a commanding voice.
“Okay…” she glanced at her sister, nervous.
She wasn’t expecting to be called at all.
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