‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. Griffin, who held the same office in Westminster Gatehouse were left in the Lodge.
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