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I hated this bitch the moment I saw her. “W-w-w-what do you w-w-want, Flora?” Passion stuttered. “The Heat Bringer, you stuttering whore,” Flora laughed cruelly, clearly enjoying Passion’s fear, “let her go.” “I can’t,” Passion said softly, “she’s a threat.” “She’s no threat,” Flora said, waving her hand impatiently, “she killed the emperor’s own daughter; she is no ally of the elves.” “It doesn’t matter,” Passion said, only looking at Flora, not daring to look at me, “she has the potential to end all of us.” “Hey!” I yelled at Passion, but she would not meet my gaze, “Julia doesn’t give a shit about your fucking forest! Let her go!” “I am sorry, Bound One,” Passion said, her eyes glistening, but still looking away, her bottom lip trembling uncontrollably, “but I cannot let her go.” “Why the fuck not?!” I shrieked. 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