Shame and electricity coursed through her veins, flowing directly from him in a flash flood. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom. Blank it was, except for a gate near the bridgehead. ” “Mary, please don’t cry. ” There was silence between them.
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