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- “Can we at least agree to work together?” I asked. “The emperor in this city is searching for us both. If we don’t stop him, he will do many more bad things.”
- Meg raised her left shoulder to her ear. “Okay.”
- A gentle crackling sound came from the griffin’s nest. Green shoots were sprouting from the dry hay, perhaps a sign of Meg’s improving mood.
- ***
- The Dark Prophecy, Chapter 17
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