She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. Trodger might not need his hair dressed, but the flagon of ale that each soldier quaffed would be welcome—once his captain had departed, thought Roding cynically. Most unsatisfactory. Suddenly she understood. She creaked, groaned, and rattled; but that was only her way of yawning when she awoke. ’ Melusine glared.
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