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‘I am not a fool. ‘Will that be all, ma’am?’ ‘Yes, yes. "You hesitate—you are deceiving me. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give sorrow to a faithful liege.
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