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Beof stared toward the tree for a moment. He thought he’d seen her somewhere; maybe he was confusing her with someone else… he wasn’t sure…

"Do you know her?" Amara asked him.

"No… I don’t know, maybe when I fought on this continent… I don’t really remember," Beof admitted, but he soon forgot about it because it wasn’t something he cared much about anyway.

Laziel stepped aside with Lavinia to open a special portal to Victoria and Drakomir’s castle.

"Why didn’t you tell your brother that what he’s carrying in his arms isn’t a pet, but a shapeshifter?" Laziel whispered in his female’s mind, standing off to the side and letting her work her magic.

"Have you seen how he carries her everywhere? Theron isn’t exactly affectionate. So who knows… maybe he found himself a little surprise. So lips sealed."

Lavinia’s beautiful eyes narrowed at her male, who was watching her intently, leaning against a wall.

The dark prince loved his companion’s bossy streak.

With Laziel’s detached, indif