’ Melusine’s heart leapt, and as swiftly clattered into dead stillness as the implication of the second name hit home. Not the explosive vigour of the north-born, but that which would quietly meet physical hardships and bear them triumphantly. Then she saw him. Water I need. His face was much handsomer than Gianfrancesco’s, his lips thinner, his brow much more noble and wise.
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