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It had been me--it had always been me. And Ren--oh my God--Ren was here to find and kill me, because the prince of the mother freaking Otherworld was free in the mortal realm. The Prince was here to knock up a halfling, to make an apocalypse baby . . . with me. Me. I was going to vomit. Like all over the hardwood floors of my bedroom.