‘She won’t confide in you? Now, why?’ ‘Because that scoundrel Leonardo drummed it into her head that no man was to be trusted,’ Gerald announced viciously. There was no way of recalling the words; so she waited. Her mother was a goddess to her all through her youth, the mysterious ruler of all things beautiful and wonderful and lunar, her eyes that glinted spectral blue, as if she had the knowledge and the magic to raise the very dead. As a man, Sebastian had always held enough power to live in luxury. " "Are you ready?" said Trenchard, striding towards the door. ’ Abruptly, the niggling doubt that had been plaguing Lord Charvill came sweeping to the surface. 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.
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