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~~CALIX MALZARETH~~
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My hands were wrapped around Lorcan's throat, and his body was swinging halfway out the window of his chambers.
“Let him go, Calix,” Mira begged behind me, her voice shaking. “It wasn’t his fault.”
Lorcan grunted, blood trailing from his nose down to his lips. One of his eyes was already swelling shut. I had punched him three times before I even spoke. Maybe more. I wasn’t counting. I didn’t care.
“Tell me where she is,” I growled, tightening my grip, “or I swear to the ancestors and the gods, even the goddess of Velmira, that I will throw you off this window, and your head will get to the ground before your body.”
“I don’t know,” Lorcan croaked, his fingernails digging into my wrist.
I shifted my hold and shoved him forward another inch. His feet scrab
