‘I’ll play you at your own game,’ he growled, holding the foreshortened foil in place with rigid control. ” “Well—” “That’s all. \"May I come in?\" His bravado was increasing. Then, when the tension was getting unendurable, and she was on the verge of speaking to some casual passer-by and demanding help, her follower vanished. Her body was perpetually tanned, despite the approach of winter.
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