‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. “Surely Lady Ennison would object, even if it were possible. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. Ruth's arm trembled and her step faltered, but he was too far away in thought to be observant. A jolly night we made of it, as you may suppose; for four such monarchs don't often come together.
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