She looked directly at his face, his perpetually graying hair, his hawkish nose, his long cheekbones. Her eye met his four inches away, and his was glaring, immense, and full of resolution, a stupendous monster of an eye. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries. Traci was the most grateful, because he stopped his sexual advances. ‘Not kill me, I mean. Mademoiselle has had no harm of me,’ Gerald said soothingly and bowed.
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