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Chapter Eleven: Happy Martalitas!
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Rein didn’t dare breathe. The air in the chamber thickened as she watched Jaska with acute focus. Every muscle in her body burned from tension, her limbs locked like stone as his head slowly turned—toward her. For a heartbeat, she braced to bolt. But he stilled. Then came the low, rolling sound of a snore. She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath through her nose, wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand. Keep it together, she reminded herself.

Suddenly, Jaska shifted again
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