She felt her heartbeat accelerate until it was pounding her chest. ” He frowned heavily. The charm of innocence breathes around her, as fragrance is diffused by the flower, sanctifying her lightest thought and action, and shielding her, like a spell, from the approach of evil. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. The time was the 26th of November, 1703: the place, the Mint in Southwark.
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