The unpleasant oily chill of fever overtook her body, and she watched in horror as Sebastian carried her to his bed on his shoulder like a sack of flour. She could feel her face turning beet red. ’ ‘Not, I trust, Nicholas Charvill?’ ‘Hardly.
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