To walk beside him, dressed akin to him, rucksacked and companionable, was bliss in itself; each step she took was like stepping once more across the threshold of heaven. ‘Alors, I see it. He shall have the estates. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine.
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