Don’t look so frightened. "It's the skull of a rebel," said Jonathan, with marked emphasis on the word, "blown by the wind from a spike on the bridge above us. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. ‘It is that he needed me for his lie, no?’ Melusine said, striving to control the quiver in her voice. I’m afraid I’m a terribly clumsy fellow.
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