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Harrow Nonagesimus and held her
long and hard, like a scream.
Harrow Nonagesimus and held her
long and hard, like a scream.
This nettled her. “You don’t own me.”
“Oh, Griddle, but I do,” said Harrowhark. “You’re bound to the Locked Tomb … and at the end of the night, the Locked Tomb is me.”
This nettled her. “You don’t own me.”
“Oh, Griddle, but I do,” said Harrowhark. “You’re bound to the Locked Tomb … and at the end of the night, the Locked Tomb is me.”