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"Oh, boo," she pouted. "After all our fathers have been through together?" An imaginary wind ruffled her silver hair. The faint glow of her staff, which was strapped to her back in an uncomfortable straight, only added to her cold demeanor.

Mar feigned surprised as she pressed her hand against the page of the book Bryony was reading. "Excalibur?! You do realize this is basically the ultimate reason you die! If Morgan Le Fay doesn't throw that in the lake, you're destiny's worry-free!"