He was alone, hatless and without his boots, and he held a wicked-looking French-made duelling pistol, covered in silver and gold— property no doubt, was Melusine’s fleeting thought, of the late vicomte. I seek chaos, but not out of choice. The first peg was torture. She could manage the major. Drummond nodded.
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