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“It always come back to time, stop thinking like a human. You are Fae, there is no getting used to it. You simply are. Accept it and move on.” I tried not to be annoyed with her words, she did have a point, but the newness of the subject made it a sensitive matter. “What about this war you mentioned—what is my role supposed to be?” “If there is a war brewing, it would only be because Merlin stirred one up. He has a way of toying with people and you can only poke a hornet's nest so many times before a swarm develops.” She spoke of him almost like one would speak of an annoying but endearing brother before turning her assessing eyes on me. “How long have you been Fae?” She arched her brow in expectation of my answer. Her sudden change of subject caught me off guard and I stuttered for a mome
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