It was the same smell that she had in his memory, but now it was definite, palpable, like a perfume. ‘Come along. In seconds, they faced each other before the altar. ‘You do not want to be a nun,’ he said now, and Melusine noted with a prick at her senses the irritation in his tone. Not a moment is to be lost.
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