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TYRION
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"I'm a traveler on a mission that has no plan to fall in love. You are better off as a fragile witch that's kept a secret Under her mother's roof, Isolde. Forget about me." Tyrion blurted coldly. "I should have left you to die last night," Isolde remarked, utterly heartbroken. ... If pushing the woman he has come to love most in the world away is the solution to protecting her and the world, Tyrion would bear the pain and sacrifice their bond for peace to reign again. But would Tyrion really be able to let go or would he choose her over the safety of the world? <Get immersed in a story filled with suspense, plot twists, and chapters that will keep you on the edge of your seat.>
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