She had hardly noticed the loss of her dagger, so strong had been the waves of relief that attacked her on hearing that Jack had returned from death’s door. Not fit to be dust on your boots. She had fallen asleep on the wooden bed, uncaring of lice or bedbugs. I did what I could to comfort her but she died in terrible pain. ” John traced his finger over the meeting point of her breast and her ribcage as they lay naked on his unmade bed. Sheppard's ward, Sir.
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