Here was Ruth Enschede—sick of love! Love—something the world would always keep hidden from her, at least human love. ‘It is that he needed me for his lie, no?’ Melusine said, striving to control the quiver in her voice. It is enough to make a man throw away canvas and brushes into the bottomless precipices, enough to make one weep with despair at his utter and absolute impotence. ’ Taken aback, Gerald let out a short laugh. ‘Because I’m a female,’ declared Lucilla unanswerably.
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