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For a moment Melusine stared at him as she took in the full horror of his
scheme. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only
admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on
him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Ah, Thierry and
Poussaint, if my memory serves me. ‘—without telling her why,’ he finished, ignoring the interjection. He had
been hard since they had taken their clothes off. Happy to do anything in my power. 167
“True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a
child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on
bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad.
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