It was a boy baby cooing in swaddling clothes, a baby who had just been born to the butcher's servant across the alley, the maid Isobella who trailed behind, beaming. Lucy sighed. But with the skill of a fencer he met the blow and broke it, seizing the wrist. Melusine was loath to admit how much more lonely since Gerald chose not to visit her. Mark you, she wasn’t the only one. “Ciao.
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