To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. She stared at him. It might prove rewarding. "Gracious Heaven!" exclaimed the knight, upon whom a light seemed suddenly to break. Gerald lifted an eyebrow. She refrained. She nuzzled his chest and he breathed deeply of the scent of her Finesse conditioner. Looking sullen, he released the handle and sat back.
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