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“Property.” Anger flared inside of her, the inherited temper of her mother rising to the surface. “Is that what I am? No more than chattel to buy and sell off at will?” “To the bishop? Yes. As for me? I would ask you to be my wife.”
Nightshade (Nightshade, #1)
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