Ravensblood Forest Give me the burden, give me the blame

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Once upon a time Arturo would not have understood her absolute desire for revenge against the cat that had stolen her love’s life …but that was a time before he fell in love with Lotte. Of course, he would easily move with that single minded purpose when it came to his children but someone not of his loins? It had been foreign, once. Now, he understood. He does not question. He merely accepts it with a sage nod of his head, glad to see that while she is not unmarred that she is alive. He had feared that they had seen one another for the last time after she left. She corrects him, explains that she no longer wishes to be called Isley. “Hemlock it is, then,” Ceannasach murmurs her chosen name. It fits her. “I did not expect we would ever meet again, Hemlock.” Surprised he may be but he is undeniably glad to see her.

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