Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. “Well, I don’t want you to talk to him,” he said, very firmly. Her mouth was once more covered as they left the second floor guest saloon and headed for the back stairs. It looked very patient, she thought, and a little self-satisfied. Milice,’ Gerald translated.
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