How ironic.  Angelique’s powers would fail her, while those with which she cursed me made it possible for me to save the life of her betrothed.

Yes, how ironic and how inevitable.

None of that would matter.  Julianka, like many hired specialists, suddenly needed another item to perform the curative ceremony.  I soon found her dead in the woods.  After all of the effort to get us all — Quentin, Magda, Angelique — on the same side of saving lives.  She is dead.



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