I’m six hundred and forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for me. He entered the room with his usual deliberation, and looked covertly about him. “Yes?” he said. The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. ‘I am done, Gérard. Earles.
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