They went to the gate and stopped there, gabbed with their men, and didn’t even dismount. I don’t care! I’m glad I did. “Forgive me,” he said. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. “It—it—must come,” she faltered. There was no mistaking his intentions this time. I want you to turn me.
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