Her feathered hat fell from her head and down her back, and she felt fingers writhing in the mass of her hair and caressing the flesh of her neck beneath so that she shivered uncontrollably. "Not I," replied Blueskin. "You thank Heaven for the escape of the man who did his best to get your child's neck twisted.
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