He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. ‘Why don’t you?’ Melusine frowned at him, grasping the dagger more firmly. Spurling. “Why not?” “Because you are mine.
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