The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. She could not go to him when it was apparent that he needed her beyond all other instances! What had caused this agony did not matter—then. ” 243 She felt a mixture of embarrassment, humiliation, and pride well up in her cheeks, flushing them. “Yes, I believe he is.
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