As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back. “We banished his experiments to here in the basement from then on. ” She thanked him with a look and rose to her feet. She felt her own body stir, ready for more. Rhea went down, screeching and clawing at the air for the sword, which clanked heavily on the ground. It had been a very long time. I have nothing, nothing that can possibly be passion for you.
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