For all her begging she had been given the choice to go into the nunnery and “learn how to read scrolls with the rest of God’s Spinsters” by her father, but had quickly lost interest when presented with the idea of bearing babies. There is turmoil, shouts, cries, jostlings, milling congestions that suddenly break and flow in opposite directions. Outside the door he turned and stared at the panels. And I do not know you. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate. Yet here you are, and at precisely the right moment, too. ” “I’m curious. ’ ‘Miss?’ gaped the soldier. "My sight is failing me.
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