She stopped eating. “So you’re the one my son has been talking about. These petals! I’ve been wanting to cry all the evening, cry here on your shoulder for my petals. “She has nothing to be afraid of,” he continued. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. ‘No!’ Melusine snapped as he tugged at the thing. A big breakfast is healthier anyway, so they say. But Melusine’s own words had thrown an idea into her head. Earles glanced at it, and his eyes flashed with anger.
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