” Sir John smiled. You see, the horse it does not belong to me, nor to the nuns. The nuns had no regard for the sensibilities of a “lady” and expected Melusine— for it was her allotted task—to clean and tend the soldier’s wounds even when they festered. Melusine cast one swift glance at it, and her eyes, flashing magnificently, came back to his face.
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