Part 8 And as she sat on her bed that night, musing and half-undressed, she began to run one hand down her arm and scrutinize the soft flow of muscle under her skin. Everything had stayed the same during the centuries. She watched the captain tuck the pistol back in his pocket, and perch on the edge of the big desk. ‘I am sorry to hear of your misfortunes. Opening the door he then stepped into a dark narrow passage leading, as he was well aware, to the chapel.
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