‘How do you do, my lord? I am Lucilla Froxfield. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. Wasting no time, he crossed straight to the shutters and opened them. Even the stars were strangers. She was ashamed of herself for the simple gladness she felt wash over her as the infant’s screams ended. ” Annabel pulled down her veil to hide the tears.
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