She stared down at them from a high window, peering down at their moonlit faces in the bed heavy with furs, the same bed where she had given birth to Gianfrancesco’s dead son. Advancing to the middle of the chamber, he halted, drew himself up, and fixed his dark, expressive eyes, on Thames Darrell. It was an easy one to smell early on, Sebastian had taught her: anything reproductive. The lantern was on the ground inside, ready.
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