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Chapter 35

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Dorian's POV

They brought the basin in from the kitchens, plain copper, the kind used for washing linens.

Elder Thessaly dipped the wagon knife into it first, long enough for a thin bloom of violet to spread off the metal and fade back to clear. "That's the reaction," she said. "Anyone whose hands have touched Ashgrove steel carries the same mark. However faint. However long ago."

Colette went first. Nobody asked her to.

She rolled her sleeves back herself, dipped both hands to the wrist, and h
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