“You’re going the wrong way for horses,” Phelan said mildly, fighting back a grin. Despite the gravity of the situation, he couldn’t stop the expression from blossoming. It was just too much like old times. “Blødning drittsekk,” Sif spat, glaring … Continue reading Six – 02
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