This week it's Snippet Sunday:
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He put his glass aside, and slid down to let his head rest on the back of the sofa. He closed his eyes, and for a moment merely sat, allowing himself to melt out of the stance, the mindset, the melant'i of master trader and into only -- Shan.
"Shall I bring you a blanket?" asked Priscilla.
He opened his eyes and raised his head.
"Will you share it with me?"
"That could be arranged."
"Temptress."
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