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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
CHAPTER FOURTEEN Ceres woke early, standing and stretching out her tired muscles in the morning sun, trying to pretend it was just another day. Though she knew that it wasn’t. Her life would be at stake on this day. She would fight today, in front of thousands of spectators, against Lucious’s combatlord. That thought brought with it a kind of clarity, because it was obvious that Lucious was going to pit her against an opponent she couldn’t beat. One that would ensure her death. Ceres knew she should be afraid, but right then, she felt calmer than she’d thought she might. She half closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of the sun on her as she waited. The truth was that it didn’t matter if she died today. Sartes would be safe, because her father and Anka were going to find him. Rexus was
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