Why don’t I just go and get the key from Pottiswick?’ Alderley flicked a glance back at him over his shoulder. Manning regarded her thoughtfully for a moment and stroked his mustache. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. .
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