“The men are returning to the field,” the marquise says the following day at breakfast. “There was some trouble in Foneteley Comte.” I stifle a yawn as I pour myself another cup of tea. I’ve already cleared my plate of food and wonder how conspicuous it would be if I started piling more onto it. Last night’s exertions have left…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Sixteen
I’m wrenched awake as a hand clamps down on my mouth. Mallory leans over me in the dying firelight, a finger pressed to her lips to indicate silence. I try to struggle up and get nowhere. She easily holds me down, the strength in her limbs shocking. “You’re to come with me,” she says in a whisper. “Don’t scream.” She…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Fifteen
Later that night, I’m sitting in front of my vanity mirror, eyeing the low cut of my dark green silk dress. Do I even try to argue with Henrietta about its indecency? I sigh and decide against it. I’ll probably lose anyway, and I just don’t have the energy right now. She’s done my hair in another new style, parting…
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Bisclavret: Chapter Fourteen
“What happened?” Livy demands the second I enter her mother’s rooms. “You’ve been gone for ages.” I glance around, looking for the marquise, but all I see is Livy at the small table where we sew every day, impatience writ across her face. I shut the door behind me and consider my answer before responding. “I met the baron in…
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A Fairy’s Tale: Chapter Eleven
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