"Do not shed more blood," cried the carpenter. It wasn’t anything splendid, you know. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. The Master of the Mint. My servant. “He must never know,” she would whisper to herself, “he must never know.
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