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The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. More often then not he refused to reveal specifics of his own past in Greece and Rome, choosing to relate fables and stories of an impersonal nature. She had started wearing the dresses he bought for her, the white and blue shift he said, “brings out the color in your eyes”. . “Was it really only this afternoon that I met you in St. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. His heir is dead, yes, and his name and title available to me. His manner, however, was as stern and haughty as ever, and his glances retained their accustomed fire.
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