’ The core of hurt rose up, tearing at her insides. When I examined you for ‘ill humors’ I longed to run my hands over your entire body, to touch your face, to caress you in the places that would give you pleasure. She slipped past the servants, her soft roe-skin shoes unheard on the old stone.
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