“Quite sure,” Morwenna replied promptly. She had half an idea that if she wavered, even once, she would allow herself to be talked out of it. If she kept barrelling forward, on the other hand, she would never stop until it was done.
“The way they treat us is appalling. If anyone can attest to that publicly…” she took a deep breath, clutched at the arm of the settee to settle herself. “It has to be me.”
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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat


