There was no one to be seen in the great hall. The perception of him flooded her being. Rumors had it he had been a looker in his youth, all long hair and chiseled muscles, but those days were long gone. “Be so good as to stand away from that door at once, sir,” Brendon ordered. For a time he would be the grim Protestant Flagellant, pursuing the idea of self-castigation.
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