“The answer is simple,” Faegan said. The Darkling started leading Tristan down the slope and toward the seeminglyunreachable gap. Three centuries earlier, Wigg had granted her the time enchantments. ”“I will go with you,” Kefira proposed.
”For a time the waves’ swells slapped gently, almost reassuringly against the Black Ships’ hulls. He glared at Rafe. As he took his hand away he felt the con-tour of her breast. “She’s right,” he said.
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