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Myra didn't even bother looking at her. "Because I don't care about human politics, Seraphina. I am here to observe. Intervening in the natural cycle of human stupidity is boring."
She looked back at Lucian.
"But you intervened," Myra noted, her eyes landing on the black raven sleeping on the bed. "A Time-Passenger. Incredibly rare. Incredibly fragile. Reversing a timeline is a catastrophic violation of the world's laws. The world is going to aggressively try to correct the imbalance you created today."
"I have fate resistance," Lucian stated, leaning back in his chair.
