Loneliness—something that was almost physical: as if the vitality had been taken out of the air she breathed. It suited him to dampen the spirits of any who sought to impose upon him, as these relics of the loathed family of Valade seemed like to do. “What is an Oracle, Sebastian?” “I’ve told you a dozen times. She could smell his cologne underneath his collar, or perhaps his aftershave. ‘You should rather be arresting the girl and throwing her into gaol for attempted murder. “He means nothing!” She whispered loudly. ’ ‘Married?’ ‘I did mention Madame Valade, did I not?’ At that, a growl of startling ferocity escaped her lips.
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