He was conscious of a quickening of his heartbeat and the familiar rise of adrenalin that sent his senses soaring in anticipation. He pressed the bloody wrist into her mouth, and she though she could not feel it or 72 control it, she knew she was being made to swallow. His face was that of a quick, intelligent-looking boy, with fine hazel eyes, and a clear olive complexion. It was the girl. “This party must be so boring for you. I have suffered—I have sinned—I have repented. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone. And where was that devil? Had the soldiers found him? She could not think he had escaped, for she had only just made it into the passage as they entered the library. ’ ‘Are you off your head? Think I don’t know you’re up to some mischief or other?’ Melusine feigned innocence.
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