Melusine tilted her head to catch sight of her neck, and froze, staring at the image. “Hey,” he said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the soft blackness. Anna merely glanced at the coarse, flushed features, and at once shook her head. ‘I’ll wager that militiaman never rode the animal, then. But, no.
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