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Some say your kind are fallen angels, or in league with the devil himself. The woman’s laugh echoed from the chamber walls like shattering crystal. I do not serve the devil. I offer you a bond of mutual aid. With my help, you may be freed from the Tower and raised to your sister’s throne. Your father’s throne. Without it, your life will surely end soon. Elizabeth knew too much of politics to even consider an offer without hearing it in full. And in return? What gift no doubt a minor, insignificant trifle would you require from me? Oh, tis not minor. The faintest of smiles touched the stranger’s lips. As I will raise you to your throne, you will raise me to mine. And when we both achieve power, perhaps we will be of use to each other again. Midnight Never Come Marie Brennan o g o l t i b r o Copyright 2008 by Bryn Neuenschwander Excerpt from Warrior copyright 2006 by Marie Brennan All rights reserved. Except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reproduced, |
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