Innocent Bystander
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     The question made Ahren’s eyes turn remarkably dark, and he gritted his teeth. It did not surprise him that in such a state his son might ask for his mother. It was a natural reaction—Ahren had screamed for his when the heroine was leeching its way out of his system. He had screamed for a lot of people, and demanded fire and water to fall from the sky, to bury him in ash and salt as in the days of old. “No,” he said firmly. “We’re going to see Laurent.”





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