The room was intimate and wonderful to her with its shadows now cast over the girlish menagerie of stuffed animals. He will be dependent on you. After all, the Wastrel was in luck: he was alone. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. " He held out his dry hard hand into which she placed hers. The little grating in the door, the sense of constant inspection, worried her.
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