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‘Merci, Joan,’ cried Melusine, moving to her and seizing her hand which she clasped between both her own for a moment, as she turned to the others. I was visiting the royal family, as they sought me for a tutor for their sons over the summer. They looked out over the city, grim and silent now, for it was long past midnight. Melusine whirled.
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