Marianne pulled a robe around her shoulders and walked to the monitor. She watched the playback. For the first time in her life, she did not critique the droop of her chin or the softness of her arms.
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“He’s a boy,” Marianne said, not turning from the mirror. She dabbed cold cream along her jawline. “Gertrude has survived kings. She wouldn’t cower from a student with a dagger. I made him understand that her terror is not of him, but for him.” Marianne pulled a robe around her shoulders and