Kenzie took two staggering steps backward, staring at the feeline as if in a daze. “O-kay,” she breathed, shaking her head slightly. “A cat. A cat that talks. I’m going crazy.” she glanced at me. ” Or you slipped something into my drink at the tournament. One or the other.

Kenzie took two staggering steps backward, staring at the feeline as if in a daze. “O-kay,” she breathed, shaking her head slightly. “A cat. A cat that talks. I’m going crazy.” she glanced at me. ” Or you slipped something into my drink at the tournament. One or the other.

– Julie Kagawa –

The Lost Prince

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