Jonathan caught her in his arms. Melusine’s heart jumped and she felt heat rising into her cheeks. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. ‘Madwoman,’ he screamed back, as he climbed over the next pew, eyes darting down briefly to check for his sword. ” Ann Veronica reflected. It was empty. ” He said to her with as much casualness as he could muster. One glance swept across the place and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been mistaken. Meanwhile, the executioner had attached strong cords to his ankles and wrists, and fastened them tightly to the iron rings.
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