’ Melusine swung away and moved to stare dully out of the window of the little chapel vestry onto the mews outside. I would be chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it. ‘You give me an excellent excuse to have in the Madeira,’ said his hostess, reaching for a silver hand bell and setting it pealing. My heart cannot take it. You cannot care for her.
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