Infante

The locust-crows swooped and tore at me, and I fell.  Gorger’s arm was blistering around where the Infante grabbed it, and I recognized the nature of that particular rash as the red plague getting a foothold, though his skin was durable and virtually a quarantine suit unto itself.

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The Lady Gloria approached, bowing as she acknowledged the Infante.

The Infante reached out with his left hand, and touched her face, raising her up to a standing position.

Killing her, Lawrence realized.

Very possibly killing her with plague that would strike her down within the hour.

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