The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. Very glad. His hand fell lightly to her chest where her heart was 211 beating, almost tenderly. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. I asked him why, and he hadn’t a reason. She cried out his name in ecstasy.
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