Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. The white cloth was instantly dyed with crimson; but, regardless of this, Jonathan continued his murderous assault. The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. Nothing ensued. Soon they came to treat Lucy almost as mother, pulling hard at her brown curls and laughing delightedly as they sprang back into their spiral shape.
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