He's my father!" she bellowed, pointing to Trevanion.

"Vestie!" Beatriss said firmly, stopping to stare up at her. "I'll snip at the tongue if I ever see it in such a way again! Trevanion, speak to her."

Vestie hung her head, shamefaced.

"Vestie," he said, his voice still gentle.

"Yes, Father."

"Shout it out louder, my love. Shout it out louder.

Autore: Melina Marchetta

He's my father!" she bellowed, pointing to Trevanion.<br /><br />"Vestie!" Beatriss said firmly, stopping to stare up at her. "I'll snip at the tongue if I ever see it in such a way again! Trevanion, speak to her."<br /><br />Vestie hung her head, shamefaced.<br /><br />"Vestie," he said, his voice still gentle.<br /><br />"Yes, Father."<br /><br />"Shout it out louder, my love. Shout it out louder. - Melina Marchetta

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