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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Four — Before Our People

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Esteria

“Your father is going to be late because of you.”

Cassian continued gripping Elliott's finger while Maren tried to ease his small hand away.

“I think his father is enjoying the excuse,” I said.

Elliott looked down at our son. “I am ready.”

“Your coat is on the chair.”

“I know where it is.”

I laughed. Maren finally freed him and settled Cassian against her shoulder.

The boys were eight weeks old. Each had grown stronger in his own time, and Tamara had agreed that they cou
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