She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. ’ ‘Must we talk of it? I’m trying to forget it. It appeared highly probable to her that he would stop her allowance. ‘Then mayhap this will persuade you!’ With a scrape of steel, he drew his sword from its scabbard. ‘You do not know how I am like my mother.
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