Sir John filled his glass with trembling hand. Good night. . “I do,” Anna answered. 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. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. Sheppard, bitterly.
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