Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. The oranges were of the Syrian variety, small but filled with scarlet honey. ‘And so you sneak back,’ she threw at him, ‘like the jackal that you are.
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