“Please go and see that—nothing happens,” she pleaded. He climbed on top of her, pressing her into the couch cushions, the gown billowing around them like a cotton candy parachute. “You might at least,” she murmured, “have invented a more romantic reason. Melusine cursed herself for his injury.
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