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Оглавление“Hold me tight. It hurts less when you hold me.”
Judith made to pull him down beside her. She could feel his body stiffen, resisting her. “What’s the matter? Rannulf?”
“’Tis not seemly,” came his stiff reply.
“Not seemly?” Judith was astounded. “But you are far older than I!”
“I’m twenty-one—” Amusement entered his voice. “Is that such a great age? Those knights were older still, and that would not have saved you from them!” he pointed out, more soberly.
“But they are monsters,” Judith said. “Invaders. You are not like that.”
“Judith, I must tell you—”
“Just hold me. Please, Rannulf. I hurt so.” He heard the quaver in Judith’s voice and capitulated.
