Diyiren said, "Truly, I was distracted. You have children. You must understand. It doesn't matter how old Nianzang is, he's still my son."
Jo hooked a finger over her lip. She reminded herself that she wasn't afraid of King Ao Guang, but she didn't trust him.
The house rustled. Could have been the dogs or the cats, but it could have been Aoibh.
"Excuse me," Diyiren said. "I must return to my wife."
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The Lamb and the Gray Battle
FantasyEvie has spent the last 575 years on the North American continent, now called America, the Pure and Clean. She smiles, volunteers and makes cakes and pastries for her neighbors, hiding away her demon blood. She wants nothing to do with her estranged...
