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Chapter Seventy Seven: Tea Party

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RAVEN

A strange, creeping warmth started settling under my skin. It was a low, persistent heat that made my clothes feel just a bit too tight. I lifted a hand, pressing the back of my knuckles against my forehead. It felt warm.

Maybe I'm just coming down with a fever, I thought, letting out a slow breath to steady myself. Between the lack of sleep, the stress, and whatever the goddess had done, it wouldn't be a surprise if my body was finally giving out.

"Raven? Are you alright?"

I blinked, pul
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