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     He was smiling up until she mentioned spring, and then for one brief moment, his face dropped as suddenly as a cloud passing the sun. It was gone as suddenly as it had come, and he hoped she did not catch the slip. A wiry and peculiar smirk crossed his face, and he bared his teeth in something more snarl then grin. Ahren laughed, hair tumbling into his face. “I think they’re all ready plenty confused, pilgrim,” he offered, only then comprehending what she had said after the fact.
     Cocking his head and focusing his good eye on her, the blonde frowned slightly. “Bludgeoned? You taking after that brother of yours?” His tone indicated he was talking about Gabriel. Of all his children, it was Gabriel who seemed to bear new scars each time they met.







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