The moisture from the sea was constant, and she spent countless hours staring at the sea from the west tower, the rise and fall of waves. " "Well, you'll have lots of time down there. “Well,” he said slowly, “I had met you three times—before Drummond’s dinner. I'll see. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. ” Sir John looked at her sideways. The only mercy you can show me is to kill me. To recreate the era, I deliberately tried to avoid creating a thinly disguised bodice ripper where an “empowered” woman mouthed off to prospective suitors in jerkins and tights, in other words, a typical romance novel. .
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