Melusine ripped at the buttons of the garment, dragging it open and away, and gasped at the massive red stain on his shirt. He felt hands tugging at him, mysterious creatures with long fingers and sharp nails that pulled at his flesh. Despite him, it was the beauty that she had inherited from her mother they had used to gain the betrothal, and it had not been easy. ” Pause. "Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs. Melusine seized her chance.
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