I am bound to admit that I greatly enjoy my altered life. Melusine was loath to admit how much more lonely since Gerald chose not to visit her. She was sitting on the mean straw mattress that was placed on the iron bedstead in the makeshift cell, while Melusine stood with her back to the door, confronting her old nurse with the truth. \"Yep. . . Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. But no more of that.
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