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Chapter Twenty-Four - Declan was late.

Amara paced in the room, arms folded around each other. Nyxen had arranged for her and Declan to have some time together, to... talk. The day after talking with Declan. She hadn't been told about what, or even for what, but it didn't matter; she was getting time with Declan. And he'd been having far too much time being tortured by Serenius lately. She didn't hear about everything, but she could guess. There was no way he wasn't occupying his time further harassing Declan. But Lucas had said he'd try to keep things reasonable. Not that she could trust him. Whatever. What mattered was-

Declan was late.

Why? How? It wasn't exactly like they were allowed to walk around whenever they wanted to.

"Hello!"Declan waltzed into her room.

Relief spread in a smile across her face as she saw him. She quickly went over and hugged him, letting the embrace melt her tension away. He wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head. She smiled and pulled back. "How are you?" she asked. It was a
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