Chapter 18 The King's honoured guest

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Nobody in the ruined hall moved.

Behind me, I heard Edmund's boots crunch on shattered glass as he stopped on the threshold.

"Well," Edmund muttered under his breath. "That is a lot of wings."

I ignored him.

My father did not look at me. His pale, rejuvenated eyes were glued to the frai...

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