"No—Sheppard?" rejoined Wild. A boy no older than she, Gianfrancesco’s cousin, whispered what he would like to do to her when she stole into the hallways near the women’s chambers to fix herself. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. He must know she’ll be at a convent. These were less like streets than labyrinths, hewn through an eternal twilight.
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