![]() ![]() Without hesitation, she returned the brush to him. “No, no.” He let out a sigh, half-amused now. “Fine.” Cleo snatched the brush back from him with a scowl. or, for goddess’s sake, your father or grandmother to help me.” “Now that I’m forced to dress as a common Paelsian, you mistake me for your servant?” ![]() He took it from her, looking at it quizzically. The innkeeper’s wife was kind enough to give me this.” She presented him with a silver-handled hairbrush. But you will not be cutting my hair, tonight or ever. ![]() “More like an often painful distraction.” “I’d hardly call it an obsession.” He twisted a lock of the warm golden silk around his finger. you came here needing my help to chop it all off so it’s no longer a problem?” ![]() “Was it only information you came to my room seeking, or is there something else you require this evening?”Ĭleo raised her chin so she could look him directly in his eyes. “But this must be a necessary measure on the way to our ultimate goal.” “He doesn’t deserve to live,” Magnus said, agreeing with what was left unspoken. “And this is all so that this magical stone will save your father’s life.” Cleo said this without emotion, but a hardness had formed behind her aquamarine eyes. “I’ve only just been reunited with my grandmother, but she strikes me as the sort of woman who can get pretty much anything she wants.” ![]()
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