He tried not to think—of Ruth with her mother's locket, of her misguided father, taking his lonely way to sea. I would be chased by every curious party on this planet, by vampireseekers, by witch-hunters, by researchers, you name it. The Wastrel wiped the blood from his forehead. ’ Fire enveloped Charvill’s mind and he brought up his cane, pointed like a musket.
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