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Matilda's pov

Outside the manor, the air was chilly and abrasive. I ran by myself in the direction of the river bend. The Seer was the only one who could bring peace back, but I knew Rhys would be after me.

The little home was there, dark and silent, when I eventually arrived at the clearing.

The aroma of herbs burning.

The inn of the seer. The scent was of incense and plants. The incense of the seer.

I went to the door. I didn't knock. I shoved the door open and entered.

With his eyes closed in a ...

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