Since it was there, Larkin got another bowl, spooned up stew for himself.
“He fights with us. We’re an army.”
“An army? Talk about delusions of grandeur. What are you?” she asked Glenna.
“Witch.”
“So, we’ve got a witch, a sorcerer, a couple of refugees from Geall and a vampire. Some army.

Auteur: Nora Roberts

Since it was there, Larkin got another bowl, spooned up stew for himself.<br />“He fights with us. We’re an army.”<br />“An army? Talk about delusions of grandeur. What are you?” she asked Glenna.<br />“Witch.”<br />“So, we’ve got a witch, a sorcerer, a couple of refugees from Geall and a vampire. Some army. - Nora Roberts




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