I—I don’t understand,” the man faltered wearily. "I have nothing to forgive. He knocked on the doorframe. “I heard your voices, and the hall is draughty. “Just do it. This door was crested with spikes, and guarded on the right by a bristling semicircle of spikes. I sent a message straight. Why? Love was a word of God's, and yet her father had denied it—denied it to the Book, denied it to his own flesh and blood.
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