Jun 21, 2004 00:32
After double-checking that the door that led to her sitting room was barred, she knelt before the cedar chest that she'd spent the past twelve years steadily filling with embroidered linens for an eventual marriage that she'd come to doubt would ever take place.
and there forgotten die
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