She would flee to the wild fastnesses, the places where there were no overarching systems of any use, where she could blend with the unstable populace and kill in relative peace. It was the one that she had sworn she’d throw out, if only Julian had not liked it so much. He always followed by showering her with kisses, embracing her tightly as she squirmed and giggled. She had never understood how much knowledge had been kept from her because she was a woman and even began to doubt the methods of the Church, something she never would have dared before. Beyond was another door, on which was painted in black letters: MR. Mrs. He was a wonderful little creature with a perfect tiny face, mottled pink cheeks, and eyes brighter than May. Wild's name. She felt pride sashay into her thoughts.
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