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- “So, to clarify,” I said, “you’re not here to bring me in.”
- “Correct, Miss Carpenter. It would be a little awkward now that you’re royalty. And, frankly, I have no intention of crossing Mab if I can possibly help it. Ever.”
- “Then why are you here?” I asked.
- A boyish smile flickered over his face, and something inside me did a little quivering barrel roll. “Maybe I just wanted to meet the famous new Queen of the Winter Court,” he said.
- I fluttered my eyelashes at him and said, “Don’t you trust me, Carlos?”
- The smile faded a little and then turned wry. “It isn’t personal, Molly. But from what I hear, you’re a sovereign executive entity of a foreign supernatural nation, one that is on formal and unsteady ground with the White Council.”
- Brief Cases, Cold Case, Page 289
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