’ ‘For shame, Hilary,’ admonished his fiancée, casting a pitying glance at the refugees. For a moment she thought of saying yes, and then filled with shame. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her.
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