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Her steps slowed. Manning central in her mind. “No, you weren’t bad in the slightest. The nuns had no regard for the sensibilities of a “lady” and expected Melusine— for it was her allotted task—to clean and tend the soldier’s wounds even when they festered. His chin was angular and his lips were 16 small, his mouth tiny and refined. U. Only he hated the words he uttered, hated the blunt honesty which forced them from his lips.
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