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Firian
So close.
Firian didn’t want to check in with the Watchman. The man might tell him that they had eliminated the threat in the palace, and that the two of them could come back. Firian just needed a little more time.
Just now he had almost managed to kiss her, but she startled like a wild rabbit. What was she afraid of? He looked back at her in the space beneath the rocks, but she sat, eyes down, braiding her hair over her shoulder. The moment had passed. And yet she was tempted. He saw it in her eyes.
His mind spun with questions and the image of her terrified face, transformed into painful brilliance, came to him again. If he came back with a successful mission and the love of the Kepress, he could have two worlds at his disposal. Or could he? The Academy told him his family
