Then he was surrounded by black-clad nuns, and Melusine felt an unknown hand grab away her own sword. No other white people within twenty miles. And I’m afraid. Morgan the trader did not haggle over the pearls, but gave me at once what he judged a fair price. ‘Is that why you allowed me in, ma’am?’ A dimple appeared in the faded cheek.
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