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Hezzlie

‘Where the fuck is he going?’ Rowan asks in my head as we watch King Solomon tear off toward the castle as fast as his two legs will take him.

“He isn’t going anywhere,” I say aloud. Lifting a hand, I send a spiraling beam of bright light at the retreating figure, and immediately, he com...

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