He wriggled underneath her heaving body, pinned like an insect. He had come to Anna’s rooms from a dinner party, and he was in evening dress. But, say we're friends. We'll turn the tables upon 'em yet. She spent many days in the castle alone as he busied himself with his alchemy, or traveled to Florence to visit his remaining political connections. And now— I suppose I should be considered too old. God send the fellow did turn out to be a spy! Beckoning Roding on, Gerald crept down the corridor towards the source of the swishing he had heard.
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