As silent as she had remained about who had brought her home last night. Gerald raised his cockaded hat, and smiled. That he received guests of the name of Valade at all would have surprised anyone who knew his history. His arm entered the round window of the white haze of her vision, his wrist spouting blood in currents, dripping on the stone floor. She tightened her bandage and sat back, biting her lip.
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