How would it serve Nicholas to keep the truth from his daughter? A tiny thread of disquiet troubled him. And, yet, I don't know. Let—it—fall. “I have always,” she admitted calmly, “taken a certain amount of interest in Annabel’s future. Wood. Chapter Eleven Melusine’s limbs nearly gave way beneath her. You heard her.
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