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‘I don’t think you need do that, Melusine—if I may call you so. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs. He bowed over her hand, venturing to drop a kiss on it’s leathery surface. It was not human and yet very human, a high pitched wail of hunger that rattled her skull.
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