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If I fainted, it was only for a second. Before I hit the ground, someone cradled my head. “Mirella, look at me.” I blinked, trying to focus my sight. A handsome and sharp face appeared right in front of me. “You’re all right.” Kane embraced me. “By Saint Sara-la-Kali, you gave me quite the scare.”
“I’m fine.” Tired, hurting, but fine. I clutched him. “Help me up.”
“Mirella.” My mother was over me the next second, and right behind her, I could see the worried gazes of Dolan, Sheila, Theron, Ellie, and everyone else. “Are you all right? Are you hurt?”
“I’ll be fine,” I muttered, my focus on the tziganes, who stared at the scene, still too shocked to breathe right.
Some dared get closer to the elder council members, mostly family members. They knelt beside their loved ones and asked w
