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It was midday and all of Alena’s shifters we safely on Earth. She turned to smile at the fae princess, their eyes meeting for a moment, making it possible for her to see all the worry within them. “Both the cats and the dogs have safely travelled to Earth, Willow. Alder looks knackered, but he’s still going, so I applaud your decision to choose him as the one in control of that side of the door.”
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As the last of the shifters stepped through the door Tybalt breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t been certain that six hours would be enough time, but it had and he turned to smile at Alena. “Your turn,” he said, reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. “Alder’s on the other side. He went through as soon as Willow opened the door to begin setting up the tents that we’ll all be living in to begin with, until they have a chat with the Prime Minister and let him know what’s happening, when we’ll hopefully be able to start working something more permanent out.”
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