chapter xxix
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it scream, Saranetars, craso turned to dust, drifting through Sabriel’s fingers like smoke.
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t any conscious t, t in before so it, Rogir stood up and looked at eyes of Kerrigor.
“An inconvenience,” .”
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, and pulled to , till t ried to let go, but oo quick, one ccibly, Kerrigor drew owards him.
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“Your lover craoic sig I s kiss . . .”
t sill feel tal expanding . . .
Kerrigor’s blistered lips moved to surned t second, and felt, dry, corpse-like flesh slide across her cheek.
“A sisterly kiss,” cly before—but it is not enough . . .”
Again, just a force grip back to face , as if in passionate expectation.
But arm was free.
Kerrigor’s forhe ring was around his neck.
Sabriel felt t back, trying to Kerrigor didn’t let go of not anxious. up to touc tips.
“ is this? Some relic of . . .”