For Melusine was on him again, the point of her sword lunging so that he backed up onto the dais. Gerald sympathised with his friend’s irritation. I care for you. Heaven forbid. He thought of his wealth for once from a different point of view. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly. It’s just to feel—one owns one’s self. “I’ve been thinking of you all night,” she answered. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her.
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