’ ‘Truly?’ asked Melusine, warmth lighting her bosom. “Because I hate you!” She spat. An enormous Hand that rose up swiftly, blotting out the sky. She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Only how had they missed him? Were they imbecile? Or perhaps the mists had concealed him from them.
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