He saw the flames burst from the windows, and perhaps in that maddening spectacle suffered torture equivalent to some of the crimes he had committed. A few steps brought him to the door of the vault in which his mother was immured. “Am I hurting you?” She asked. She broke a cobblestone over his head and he was out. Blueskin will take care of the horses, and I'll go with you. She would marry him. In this state of knowledge you will be horribly, irrevocably, alone.
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