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“It’s just so much responsibility,” I said. “Your parents wouldn’t be doing this if they didn’t feel it was right,” Zain said. Varek took my hand and pressed a kiss to it. “You’re going to do great.” The door opened, and my four fathers stood on the other side. Like me and my mates, they were dressed in their finest clothes, each one in the color representing their element. “It’s time,” Jasin said, before giving me a warm hug. I stepped back, shaking my head. “I’m not ready.” “Yes, you are,” Reven said, as he stroked my hair. “We’ve trained you for this since the moment you were born.” "I'm not, though," I said. "I have so much to learn still. What if I make a mistake?” “You did a wonderful job dealing with the cult,” Auric said, as he squeezed my hand. “And it's not like we're goi
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