Winifred's reception was kind, but more distant, and after the slight ceremonial she resumed her occupation. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. ‘That’s what started the fracas,’ Gerald admitted ruefully, nursing his injured hand as he recalled it. The bodies had been found in the river without their heads, which were busy decomposing in a ravine. ‘Thought it was downright wicked to keep you ignorant of your proper background. “Really?” “Would not let it go.
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