| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 1797 | I recoiled on the beams, so spoken of. |
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 9 | 1794 | "She View more quotes about lies">lies before you, helpless". |
| 9 | 1795 | Bran Loort looked at me, miserable. |
| 9 | 1796 | "She is a juicy little beauty, is she not?" asked Thurnus. |
| 9 | 1797 | I recoiled on the beams, so spoken of. |
| 9 | 1798 | "Is she not a pretty little cake?" asked Thurnus. |
| 9 | 1799 | "Yes," whispered Bran Loort. |
| 9 | 1800 | "Take her," said Thurnus. |