The sky beyond was a surreal color of pink that reminded her of the windows she had once been entranced by at the castle chapel, their leaden lines depicting old religious stories and sufferings. His fellow-prisoners nicknamed him the gallows-provider, from a habit he had of picking out all those who were destined to the gibbet. Melusine approached with caution and sat warily at one end, looking up at him expectantly. ‘Jacques?’ she called out, forgetting the need for silence. Come home alone. He had let go his name so easily as that! What was the name she had given? Ruth something; he could not remember.
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