” He awoke. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. “You poor thing. You would suffer the torments of the damned for what you had done. “Please forgive me—for one moment,” she sobbed. "That I can't say. Spit of your mother.
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