‘Oh, peste. She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. Her hair had become so matted that Sebastian had sheared it off, which made her the very mirage of a nubile young boy. ‘You little fool! I’m a trained soldier with ten years experience at my back. “No. Sir John followed me to London and married me. " "You may see the marks on the child yourself, if you choose, Sir," urged the widow.
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