Lucy marveled at the billiards table and the sauna. Blueskin might have butchered you and your brat before I'd have lifted a finger to prevent him, if it hadn't suited my purposes to do so, and he hadn't incurred my displeasure. “John, we should be getting out of here. And let us go on with our evening. Her cheeks flushed a dull red.
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