declared that while Cormac's mark remained, ther
grudge of Cormac's, completely c
ement. Jasmine's warriors
in silence. She felt no anger, only
wrist-"failure to discipline her consort"-and sentenced her
wing her head. But she shot Angel
Angel. He warned her that as an exile, she was
er didn't execute her on the spot. Instead, he orde
scavenge from the clan's dump. He was c
bed her arms to
shed the dust off her sleeves, her back
burning eyes swept slowly over Jasmine, Al, and the High Oracle on the platform, etching their smug expressions deep into her m
alked out of the gates, into the
This time, there was no despair in her
corted back to her warm, luxurious stone h
ina teacup against the wall, fur
, trying to soothe her. Jasmine backhanded
shrieked. "You couldn't
furiously lashing Al's back, taking all h
in, not daring to fight back. A flash of hu
n the corner, shivering in f
eturned to the hidden cave. She carefu
s an ice sculpture, she finally relaxed
ummeted. Angel huddled next to Kain's massive bod
. The bear meat was almost gon
was in deep hibernation, she couldn't harve
e energy depletion if high-calorie fo
e knew she couldn't just sit here and wa
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