always live in someone who understands its
very essence without needing to be taught.
Who embodies its very best qualities.” He
gestured to Lysandra. “If that is agreeable to
you.”
To make her his ward—and a lady ...
Evangeline clasped Darrow’s hand. He
squeezed back.
“I ...” Lysandra blinked, and turned to her,
eyes bright. “It is not my call, is it?”
So Evangeline smiled up at Darrow. “I
would very much like that.”
The bone drums beat all night long.
What new horrors would be unleashed with
the dawn, Manon didn’t know.
Sitting beside Abraxos in the aerie tower,
she stared with him at the endless sea of
blackness.
It would be over soon. The desperate hope