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Gwill choked on his laugh. “Play it? Are you insane?”
“I’ve played it before,” I assured him.
“In that state you could hardly get a note of magic out of that thing, much less what it would take for a powerful cleansing spell,” he countered.
“If it means saving the house and Elia then I’m willing to try,” I insisted. “Besides, do you have a better idea?”
Gwill floated closer to the ceiling and crossed his arms over his chest. “If you think buttering me up with saving the house is going to make me think this isn’t an insane idea, then you really are insane. Those spells are tricky, especially with this bad a curse.”
“But I have to try,” I insisted as I looked to Tristan. “Could you teach me the spell right now?”
He stepped up to me and searched my eyes. “You’re sure?”
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