linovadraws:She had to prick him with it more than once before he saw that the shimmering thing in f
linovadraws:She had to prick him with it more than once before he saw that the shimmering thing in front of his eyes was his own knife, unstrapped from inside his sleeve, and that she was holding it ready to stab. His hands dropped, and Marthe rose to her feet, in her nearly immaculate Western gown, and looked down on him as he swayed where he knelt.“Take your sops, Mr Blyth, and go back to the schoolroom,” said the light, weary voice. “For every disingenuous small boy there is a disingenuous small girl, I suppose, somewhere.”-Pawn in Frankincense, Chapter 16Back on my Lymond bullshit! -- source link
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