Opposite the gallows was an open gallery, or scaffolding, like the stand at a racecourse, which, on state occasions, was crowded with spectators. This time they would call it murder. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown. Automatically, she glanced at the slight red graze left on her neck that marked the point where Gerald’s sword had nicked her. He filled his pipe slowly. In the middle there was a gate. It was Blueskin.
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