Chapter 3
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not a smile —not no over truments, adjusting trings. Egic as ever, ing less and distracted. he arm.
Devin looked for Catriana and sa for a second, t on. Ligrangely filtered, fell from a he space where she had been.
Devin really didnt knoerions like ripples in er from t, o say exactly why he followed her.
Simple curiosity. Desire. A complex longing born of trange, floating place of stillness and sorro as if t quite as it he dancers had begun.
triana hrough,
oo looked back. Alessan c in tregeans glance, only an intent expression Devin could not understand. For t time t day he was reminded of his dream.
And because of t, pero Morian as on the archway.
taircase ained-glass -floor landing. In t a glimpse of a blue-silver goo t at top of tairs. ruggling to clear it, to slip free of tanding slid into place and tered a curse at himself.
Sibar. Sairs as irely fit and proper to pay o t to deny to do so. Not after e to enter t upstairs room ion.
ated, and urned back t not been for t ibar lay o t, not t, at top of tairs.
Devin up. ook care noill not kno. At t as Catriana . An empty room, long unused, dusty , ts, but t came to print of o.
Silently Devin follo trail t floor of tures and objects of glass, exquisite in t. Mucure of ttered. A great many darkened, begrimed portraits of stern lords and ladies gazed inimically down upon him as he passed.
and again rigracing trianas feet, careful