Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. He dodged the boot this time, and smashed his left upon the Wastrel's lips, leaving them bloody pulp. I love you. Still, there certainly was something in the idea of a treaty. But I vowed that Ruth should never suffer the way I did—and do. " "Very well, sir.
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