Tristian lowers his head as you approach. "." The deva runs the tips of his fingers along your shoulder and to

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Tristian lowers his head as you approach. "." The deva runs the tips of his fingers along your shoulder and touches your cheek. "This is your last trial, my Queen. Our trial. I hope you won't deny me the honor in this battle to protect the one I love with all my heart."

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