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It was pure luck that someone was watching when a young girl, who couldn’t have been more than ten-years-old, walked through one of the doors. The watcher, Riordan, was grateful that she’d travelled to one of the safer worlds, instead of finding herself somewhere terrifying and dangerous. He went after her the moment he realised that she had actually gone to another world, rather than just stepping through the doorway the way most people did when they came across one of the fae created doors. She, unsurprisingly, hadn’t wanted to trust him, because he was obviously one of the fae and the people of Athare didn’t trust them. If he’d been one of the people of Athare he would have felt exactly the same way.
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