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The next morning, I got up early and got dressed in regular leather pants, a shirt, and thick boots. I tied my hair into tight braid and made sure I had no jewelry on. I had to admit that yesterday had been a fun, different day, something my soul needed to recharge, but if Kizzy came in pushing for another makeover and day off, I would send her to hell.
The time for rest was over.
We had to get ready for war.
Before breakfast, I met with Ramon alone in the living room of his home—a series of rooms and tunnels carved out on the rocks inside the mountain. It was an odd place, and if I stopped to think about it, I became claustrophobic, but he and Violet had added a lot of comfort and details to the walls and floors, and it almost looked like a regular house.
Ramon and I discussed the
