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All save one, whistled through the night.
All save one, hissed between the shadows.
All save one, spluttered the torches in their sconces.
Desperately, the Witch-Queen wove more protections around her son, and cast another death-spell. "Are the King's bastards dead?" she croaked.
All save one.
All save one, hissed between the shadows.
All save one, spluttered the torches in their sconces.
Desperately, the Witch-Queen wove more protections around her son, and cast another death-spell. "Are the King's bastards dead?" she croaked.
All save one.