She taunted, hoping to get a rise from him. She’d be waiting
’til the world and all its realms no longer existed.
He remained behind an impassive facade.
Oonagh scrutinized him through narrowed eyes then grasped a
crystal pawn from the ebony and ivory chessboard. “What brings you to the
palace, Dugaid? You have not bothered to visit your mother in many a decade,
preferring to cavort with those of the earth realm. Perhaps you are more of
their ilk than fae.”
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