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KERADOC
I’m going to take a wild guess here and say it’s you, Haley Barnes,” I announced. “You’re the—ahem—motherfucking witch. Yes?”
She gasped at my sudden intrusion, but that smile refused to dim, even as the magick finally fizzled out.
“Tell me you saw that,” she demanded, grabbing my hands and pulling me into a childlike spin. Her eyes shone with pride. With happiness. “Tell me you saw that epicness, Keradoc!”
Damn it, her excitement was contagious. Despite everything, I felt myself drawn to it, the proverbial moth to the flame.
Grinning, I ran my thumbs over her knuckles and said, “Yes, I did indeed witness something… quite magickal. It would seem congratulations are in order, though I must admit—I’ve no idea what feat you’ve just accomplished.”
“No idea? No idea? Keradoc, a
