With an open hand, he slapped her face. Sebastian looked up and stood. “I think,” he said, “that I would fetch any one whom he has asked to see. She saw the moonlit waters, the black shadow of the proa, the moon-fire that ran down the far edge of the bellying sail, the silent natives: no sound except the slapping of the outrigger and the low sibilant murmur of water falling away from the sides—and the beating of her heart. Over the gateway towards Snow Hill, were two strong wards, called the Castle and the Red Room. Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. "Choose, Jack.
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