Reborn, Pregnant, and Plotting
His eyes were clear and pale, almost silver-gray when the screens flashed across them, and his mouth had a natural softness that made his sharp expression even more unfair.
Xen stood apart from both of them, broader than Blake and less polished than Valerian, with the heavy, powerful build of a soldier who had earned every scar under his uniform. His dark hair was slightly messy, his jaw rougher, his face more severe, but there was nothing plain about him. He had deep-set pale eyes, strong brows, a straight nose, and a mouth that looked like it rarely gave soft words to anyone. His uniform pulled across his shoulders and chest in a way that made his strength impossible to ignore, and even st
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