Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead.
"Don't you die. don't you dare. I forbid it." As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.

Author: Cinda Williams Chima

Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead.<br />"Don't you die. don't you dare. I forbid it." As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said. - Cinda Williams Chima


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