“Gods!” cried Ann Veronica, and kept him standing. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. Vorsack sat alone at his computer in his pajamas. Melusine did not try to fight her captor, for that would only make him angry. She drank and drank until his body was a lifeless husk, as light as a mannequin, virtually hollow of all but the fluid in his bones. Coldly she spoke, in a distinctly accented voice.
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