“Hawthornden Castle was built on a cliffside, with ivy-covered stone walls that loomed over untamed Scottish woods and a thin stream that ran farther than Hazel had ever been able to follow.” “Harsh? He’s a man, isn’t he? He has…
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Steer clear of me, little crow”, he muttered, his eyes piercing, flaying her open.“You might be a luring siren but i’m no ordinary sailor. I’m a mad pirate and i’m trying to resist your call. If I land on your…