Then he was surrounded by black-clad nuns, and Melusine felt an unknown hand grab away her own sword. Concealed among the trees that edged the estate grounds, the watchers paused. The Pursuit. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. Rot, no doubt; but we can’t alter it.
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