...And speaking of trials, send my best regards to your client." She left that place shamed, and defeated, there was no denying that. But she was a Fey. They were a vindictive line, and long-memoried. With eyes downcast and a blush on her cheeks, she her fingers went to her neck and clenched around the magatama that lay in the hollow of her throat. She could feel it in her blood, ...

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