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The joy that filled her veins with throbbing fire urged her to rise and go swinging and whirling and dipping. . Not with the unavoidable explanations, and the need to secrete the sword and hide it before returning the priest’s horse to its stable—which had been her excuse for running from Martha’s protestations. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. She left them and went back to Sebastian, never uttering a word about her visit.
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