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She treaded down the hall swiftly but stopped abruptly when she heard a voice in back of her. ” She shook her head. She may afford us some necessary information. You say you love me and want to marry, but those are strong, potent words, words meant to last a lifetime. He was in the house with his mother. She tried surreptitiously to reach her own dagger, in its cunning hiding place in her petticoat. I want to be your knight, your servant, your protector, your—I dare scarcely write the word—your husband. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared.
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