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The lines about his mouth gradually softened. The honey on his tongue turned to ashes. Close upon this came another thought. Gerald glanced down and saw her dash at a spread of blood on his own hand, only now realising that her dagger had found its mark. But perhaps if people didn’t like clear, bright, healthy eyes—which is biologically understandable—they couldn’t like precious stones. But when she learns that you are a fugitive from justice…. But then you're an adopted son, and that makes all the difference.
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