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After I’d pulled myself off the floor from the shock of what he’d just said, I demanded he tell me everything.
It didn’t make sense. Tovah knew about the hunters and the curse, about how no one came back once they left, so why would she send him?
Lukas was no help at all. The stinker wouldn’t say anything else no matter how much I pestered him. There was only one way to find out what was going on and that was to talk to Tovah.
It was dark by the time I dashed to Tovah’s cottage. I hoped she was there instead of the temple. No such luck. I quickly shed my dirty clothes, washed off the grime, and slipped into the delicate white dress Tovah had made for me.
Cool silk cascaded down my body and onto the floor. I fingered the intricate gold embroidery that lined around my waist and over m
