She was to be a Corsair’s Bride. It was a precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what that is?” “What’s a cabochon?” “It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet. Probably she was married years ago and is now merely on the way to her husband's house. “May you have as much good fortune as you deserve, but not enough to make you forget us. She had imagined that prisons were white-tiled places, reeking of lime-wash and immaculately sanitary.
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