He opened his hand and just let my arm fall back. I opened my mouth, closed it, stroked my hands down the silk of the robe, and finally had to look away from those pain-filled eyes while I tried to think how to answer. Micah's arms were tense against my body. Like a fire that was burning me up from the inside.
The leopardman looked at him. He smiled and touched my face where Barbara Brown had scratched me. The stairs were actually part of the defenses of the Circus. Why? I asked.
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