“I thought you’d never ask,” heanswered. More than ever, he was convinced that these deaths had been Xanthus’ doing. With a sharp cracking sound, the shrew’s jaws savagely closed, breaking itsvictim’s back. “With your permission, Princess, I will take myleave.
”Tyranny gave him a soft kiss on one cheek. Then the screaming started. The Recluse had to be at least half again the size of the royal palace inTammerland. But in just two days’ time,Serena’s servants would eagerly start their experiments.
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