“I can’t wear this,” I say into the mirror. Henrietta clasps her hands behind me, her expression pleading. “Oh, but…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Nine
Rufus stands there, staring at me, waiting. I clear my throat and break eye contact. “Forgive us the intrusion at…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Eight
The next three weeks pass in a blur, much of that having to do with the laudanum I take. I…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Seven
The first time I wake, the marquise sits beside my bed, holding my right hand firmly in her own. She…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Six
Pain, I’m learning, is a jealous mistress. One moment she might let the bliss of unconsciousness take you, but the…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Five
Two days later, I’m back in the swaying carriage, my head leaned against the rear wall as I cry. The…
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