Tomorrow you will feel like a freed woman. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. The smells of skewered fennel, roast chicken, and broiled pheasant saturated the air, and she could smell other wonderful aromas about them. ” She looked at him doubtfully. His eyes swept down and Melusine felt the quiver at her lips where he gazed.
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