The Darke Princess
"200 hunderd years is a long time. We spent everyday of it in that library learning the magic. Then, one day my father conjured a spirit and we knew it was possible. Your spirit, it was difficult to pin down. You had gone to Earth and it was just too far away. Drago never strayed far from home, fortunately. His last body died right after you arrived in the Realm and my father had been holding him in place, just waiting for you to...to be ready."
Gretchen wiped away her tears quickly. "Wow, that's pretty creepy."
Damien huffed through his nose as he shook his head. "It's not..."
Gretchen put her fingers across Damien's mouth and shook her head no. "Thank you, Damien. Thank you. Just, just kee
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