She was sick of herself, of her life, of everything but him; and for him all her masked and hidden being was crying out. “No! My father. He had no wish to drag the footman out of his way, once he had got his questions answered. He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy.
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