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. A chill ran through his frame, and, grasping the heavy weapon with which chance had provided him, prepared to strike down the first person who should enter the cell. At times I swear I’ve never met a more jaded fifteen-year-old, and your lie about being sixteen didn’t get by me for one second, believe it. “Hainault, Celeste’s friend. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. "Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I. If the boy was legging it alone…. Now the baby’s bright May eyes peered up at her intently.
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