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The wife of the mayor of Primium was dressed in a thick fur coat, and beneath that she wore a becoming red dress. Her hair was done up as though she had come for a party, and I detected a hint of makeup on her hard features.
“The Blue Binds must be stupider than I thought not to have caught you already,” Caius mused.
She laughed. “When you have as much money as I then hiding from anyone is quite easy.”
The prospect of a flesh-and-blood foe rejuvenated my courage and I slyly smiled at her. “A few coins you borrowed from your infatuated husband?”
Her face twisted into an ugly scowl and her eyes flashed with anger. “Hold your tongue, girl,” she hissed. “Or I will hold it for you.”
“I see you are all getting along splendidly.”
We all looked down at the far end of the table. Luci
