Cryton retightened the blanket cloaking her from shoulder to knee. “You’re a scholar like your father, and as smart as your mother. They’d be proud.”
Dru blushed. “I wish I had inherited Mother’s magic as well.”
“I wish I had half your brains! I’m not even the strong one anymore!”
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