Something softened in Melusine’s chest. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. . An ugly flush stained his cheeks. And they pay her. ‘You wound me to the heart, Melusine.
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