Lucy clutched the pencil in defeat. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. A chain, riveted to an iron belt encircling her waist, bound her to the wall. Melusine saw fire in his eyes and a streak of heat rushed through her to match it. Stir a foot, and I strike.
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