Interest Accrues In Faces

Bess did not look away.

That was the first victory.

Lady Thorne wanted shame to make the old woman smaller. Instead Bess stood with both hands on her broom, cloudy eye fixed on the root wall where her younger face waited beside the words:

Owes one silence.

Mira smiled.

"Well?"

Bess spat on the...

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