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’ ‘That is what you thought of me. ’ ‘Indeed? Interesting. For it was not a good thing to like one man too much when one was going to marry another. Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak. Chapter Eight For an instant in the silence that followed, shocked into immobility, Melusine stared in horror at the body lying there so still. He knew. Before a year has expired, you will share the same fate. Walking into the bedroom, she quickly shed the miniskirt and sweater, folding them without ceremony. ’ ‘But if she’s going to gaol—’ ‘Just keep watch, like you’ve been told,’ Roding said severely, turning to glare at his sergeant.

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