TEST POST
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assured Alliyra slept, he unwound her arms from his neck and crept past the unconscious
vampires sprawled where they’d fallen. He grimaced seeing the huge swords
clasped against their chests, imagining one piercing his heart or lopping off
his head. How he burned to steal one. His own sword had been left behind in
Italy, and he’d been issued no other.
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