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this story took place after the war of hybern . the protagonist of the story lyla is 26 year old half human and half fae , although she is blessed with gifts like immortality and some magic tricks like making little sparkle on hands .
she gets close to inner circle in short timespan and likes being with them but due to fear of fighting she makes bargain with shadow singer to teach her fighting and she will please his request of sleeping with him every night .
This story include:-
* Mature language
* Smut
* New characters
* Prostitute work
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