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‘What was it you used to call me?’ she asked, a tired sigh making her seem smaller. ‘I can’t remember.’

‘Honeysuckle,’ Taldurl’s voice was scarcely a whisper as he pressed against his wife, his lips almost touching her neck. ‘It was honeysuckle.’



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