Every time he left a room, she chastised herself bitterly for her own profound weakness. They moved fast. I'll remember that. Those who act wickedly bring misery on all connected with them. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. Tell him the truth, Annabel. His blood would be sweet with it. There were no mourners.
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