I4~rorcest~~ &(~land 1651<br >CHAPTER 1<br > All day the battle for England had raged beneath the hot<br > September sun. The girl with the shimmering red-gold<br >hair knew well her danger as she reined in her galloping<br >white horse on the brow of a low hill overlooking the<br >town. In her fine apple-green dress， she looked as care-<br >free as if she were out for a canter in the country，<br >Only her quickened breathing betrayed her excitement as<br >her breasts rose and fell， thrusting against the thin mate-<br >rial of her tight bodice. At a sudden boom of guns her<br >horse reared up nervously， pawing the air with his fore-<br >feet， and the girl s yellow petticoat billowed， showing a<br >flash of dainty white legs，<br > "Quiet， Snowfire? She patted his tossing mane with<br >an affectionate hand and spoke softly to soothe him. The<br >girl was as jumpy as he， for twice she d been stopped by<br >Cromwell s men and only her quick wits had got her<br >through at all.<br > Now she frowned as she pondered the City of Worces-<br >ter in the valley that stretched out below her. Bril-<br > 19<br >
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