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Melting
Knox’s POV “So, this is what you’ve been doing,” King Olwen said angrily as he entered the garden, Jack reluctantly walking at his side, dressed now. “Jack Caldwell, you thaw that boy out!” “Father,” he replied, affronted, “do you even know what he did to Aira?” The king snarled at his son. “I don’t care! Do you want the entire castle to come down around us? Do you not realize Knox is capable of producing an earthquake that would cause the mountains to fall down around us? How many villages are you willing to have buried because you’re upset?” “It’s more than just being upset,” Jack insisted. “Jack Caldwell, you do as I tell you,” King Olwen said. I watched in surprise as Jack approached me and held out his hands, the ice beginning to vaporize slowly into the air. It was a rare gift
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