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Defensive Magic - Chapter 5: Nightmare
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... Ianthe Hart, but I should have known it was only a matter of time before she'd worm her way back into my life. She appeared in my dreams last night and made me think for a moment that I'd never left the Stag's Court. We were in her parlor. A nervous minstrel was strumming something delicate on the harpsichord. The poor man was sweating already. That didn't bode well for him this early in the evening.
But Ianthe hardly noticed. Her head was on my lap. Her long white hair poured down acros ...
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