‘No one is here, Melusine, except you and I. The same pale white buttocks, the same freckles in the same unchanging patterns on her collarbone that all of her mother’s potions had never been able to erase. Go away now, there’s a good lad. That’s about the beginning. She whipped round suddenly, and discovered the woman wedged into the corner by the window, keeping out of the way.
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