‘The so-called Valade is an evil
person, and should certainly be got rid of in the manner you describe. ‘Will you—what was it?—“blow off his head”?’
Melusine eyed her, a little uncertain. Couldn’t face me with what he’d done, the miserable blackguard. There were more of us back then, and we weren’t seen as
ghouls, in fact, in Greece and the time before we were
worshipped as gods. He had scarcely completed his toilet, when he was startled by a noise at
the door, and heard his own name pronounced in no friendly accents. He glanced at it, and saw the
bloodied blade. In his muscular pudgy hand
was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands:
the portrait of a youth of eighteen. Her
eyes flashed and she withdrew the dagger, pulling away from him. She breathed
deeply.
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