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I will shed no more blood. Sheppard, faintly. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. I have counted you, and always hoped to count you, the best of my friends. A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful. Melusine approached with caution and sat warily at one end, looking up at him expectantly.
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