"I didn't awake you, because you seemed tired. I’m not such a bad sort. ’ ‘I know,’ he said, smiling. Her mother brewed potions to scent her hair, sweet balms of anise for her lips and hands, told her wonderful secrets, some decidedly un-Christian. A thing which had mystified her since childhood, a smouldering wonder why it should be, and until now she had never felt the urge to investigate.
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