It was still possible the child might be in safety. ‘Poor Gerald has been very busy about your affairs this last week. She clenched her hands together and leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. Melusine soon found herself seated at a table, with a dirty piece of paper in front of her, and a badly mended pen between her fingers. She turned and looked at the red LED of the alarm clock that read 3:55. They were wed in Florence, in the grandest cathedral she had ever seen, the Santa Maria del Fiore. There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. She mentally reprimanded herself to alter her own visage so as not to appear depraved. Dieu du ciel, what was it? She turned slowly, listening for the direction of the sound.
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