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Marisa felt her breath catch in her throat when she looked up to find Grigori standing in front of her
Va that she had once told him he didn&039;t look like one of the undead
"Nice cape," she murmured
He lifted one brow in a familiar expression of wry amusement "Do I look the part now?"
She nodded He was dressed all in black save for a white shirt that looked like silk A long cape hung from his shoulders He wore soft leather boots that reached his knees He looked just like Frank Langella in Dracula
Grigori&039;s lips curved in a sardonic smile "Let us hope I don&039;t meet the sa, having hiraceful "Forgive aze ran over her in blatant ad off every slender curve The rich green color made her eyes shine like emeralds "You look lovely"
"Thank you" She smoothed her hands over the skirt&039;s silkyquite so fine Wherever did you find it?"
"Paris"
"Paris! When were you in Paris?"
"Last night Where&039;s Rarinned at hihed softly, and she thought how seldoh "No, he&039;s a native Italian I borrowed hiht"
"Indeed Where would you like to go for dinner?"
"I don&039;t know"
"Paris? Venice? London?"
"Are you serious?"
He nodded "You have only to na to make up her mind when Ramsey entered the house
"Well, the horse is bedded down," Edward said "Da Where the devil is oh," he said, his voice trailing off when he saw Grigori "You&039;re here"
"I was just asking Marisa where she wanted to go for dinner," Grigori remarked
"I can&039;t decide if I want Italian or French," Marisa said, grinning
"I don&039;t care e have, as long as it&039;s soon," Edward "
"I&039;ve alanted to eat in a little outdoor cafe on the Boulevard St Germain," Marisa decided
"What year?"
"Are you serious?"
"Very"
"Eighteen seventy-five," Marisa said quickly "January, eighteen seventy-five"
"Eighteen seventy-five?" Ramsey repeated "Why?"
"That&039;s the year the Paris Opera House was completed I&039;d like to see what it looked like when it was new Do you think we could go there after dinner?"
"We can even go to the ballet, if you like" She s with excitement Paris! Home of Notre Daori took her hand in his "Let&039;s go," he said, reaching out to take hold of Raht?" Edward&039;s gaze darted frooing to Paris for dinner and the ballet - it&039;s just a lot of idle chatter"
Grigori shook his head "Ready?"
"You two go on," Edward muttered "I&039;ll wait for you here"
"I don&039;t think that&039;s a good idea," Grigori said, tightening his hold on Raet back to your tiether"
"Yes, you&039;re probably right" Raori "That hurts, you know"
"What? Oh," he said, loosening his grip on the other runted, and then he looked over at Marisa and smiled "You look beautiful," he reaze ori felt a wave of jealousy sweep through hio," he said curtly
Marisa closed her eyes as she felt herself caught up in Grigori&039;s power The world fell away, and she seeh an endless void where ti but darkness and the sensation of , dark tunnel, and she see her a Merry Christ her to drive carefully
Awareness returned with an abruptness that left her feeling slightly dizzy "That was incredible," she ," Raori re outside a s and the cafe was crowded Marisa looked and listened in wonder, fascinated by the quaint cafe, the lilting sound of the French language, the tantalizing aro out of the cafe
"There aren&039;t any e around
"There will be" Grigori fastened his gaze on two young men ere deep in conversation at a nearby table Abruptly, they both stood up and left Grigori esture with his arm "Your table awaits, madeori held out her chair for her
"I didn&039;t do anything"
"Don&039;t give me that I want to know"
"I simply planted the idea in their minds that they were ready to leave"
"Handy," Raht
"Indeed" Grigori sat down across froht with excitelanced around, taking it all in It pleased him beyond measure to have put that look in her eyes
A waiter appeared He spoke rapid French Marisa looked at Edward and grinned as Grigori conversed with the man The waiter s for you," Grigori said
"Not snails, I hope," Edward said with a grinon and a bottle of red wine"
"It&039;s so pretty," Marisa said "I can&039;t believe we&039;re really here" She glanced at Ra "S fun"
Rauess I&039;m just not in a fun mood"
Marisa reached over and covered his hand with hers "I&039;m sorry, Edward Of course you aren&039;t Maybe we shouldn&039;t have coave his hand a squeeze How could she have forgotten so quickly what he&039;d done only hours before? She looked over at Grigori "Maybe we should just go hoori said "Put it behind you for tonight"
"Easy for you to say," Edward retorted, his voice taut with anger "You&039;re not the one who took her head or cut out her heart"
Marisa gasped softly She felt the color drain fro blade flashed across her h!"
For a s over a bone
Ramsey was the first to look away "I&039;m sorry, Marisa"
"No," Marisa said, "I&039; for either of you to be sorry for," Grigori said He stared at Marisa&039;s hand, still covering Rae and callused It took every ounce of his self-control to keep fro their hands apart "Edward put Antoinette&039;s soul at rest It is what she wanted She is free now"