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“Yes, I remember you now. He's passed through some rough mental torture. ’ Melusine’s eyes narrowed and she drew back. Her slender throat was encircled by a black riband, with a small locket attached to it; and upon the top of her head rested a diminutive lace cap. It’s a beautiful plant, but a tender one. Once outside, she ran towards the playground, and the grotto, a miniature limestone version of the manor, which was in itself a miniature of a fortress.
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