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He is a knight. She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye. Ann Veronica stared for a moment in amazement at this dark-green object that clashed as it was put down. “Those young men startled me at first, because they knew my name. She gave her lips to his without resistance.
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