‘In the bookroom, sir,’ answered the man, his eyes round as they took in the furious beauty at the visitor’s side. After all, what did it matter?—it or anything else in the world? She was within reach of his arms, beautiful, compelling, herself as it seemed suddenly conscious of the light which was burning in his eyes. ” “And I also,” Brendon echoed. Do you see why I have hidden the terrible things from you? I chose you because you are my perfect mate. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun.
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