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CHAPTER 74: What Davan Knows

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He is sitting at the room's small table when I knock and enter, and the food tray beside him is empty in the way Keira's was, completely and without apology, and he looks up at me with the careful stillness of someone who has been waiting for this conversation and has had enough time to decide how he wants to conduct himself in it.

He is younger than I registered in the mountain corridor, mid-twenties at most, with the kind of face that would be unremarkable in a crowd except for his eyes, whic
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  • BOUGHT BY THE BEAST   CHAPTER 74: What Davan Knows

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