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Agnes's breath quickened. Lyra's words sent a sharp pang through her chest. Hearing that Lyra was strangled at birth, all her anger was instantly extinguished, as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over her.

Agnes shot Lyra a sharp look, the resentment in her eyes slowly fading, but her words still biting. "As if we owe you anything," she snapped.

Lyra said, "For Warren and Philip, I made Ch