He took her fingers and lifted his eyes to hers. Lucy didn’t seem like a teenage girl at all to Sheila and she knew it. The castle stood on the main island which connected to the mainland by a foreboding stone and wooden bridge. "Red apples and snow!" he repeated. It had been intensified and corrupted by time, as if to add insult to injury. ‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. Yet you knew that I was not dead.
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