13 Montague Street. ‘You don’t even know what it means, do you?’ Melusine frowned. By instinct. There was little fighting spirit here. But, in spite of his outcries and resistance, he was dragged along by Jonathan and his janizaries. It’s odd how little I know of him, and of how he feels and what he feels.
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