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"Madaelique’s eyes ide and her cheeks pink "Your rooain!"
Lady Maccon dashed to her bedchamber, but it looked the saelique I siot to tell you about it Please see it is tidied"
Angelique stood forlornly ae and watched her air followed sedately after
"Mr Lachlan," Alexia called, and that earnest gentleman appeared in the vestibule, a look of concern on his pleasant face "A private word if you would be so kind"
She led the Gaht huddle away froe question, but please answer to the best of your knowledge"
"Of course, Lady Maccon Your wish is rinned "My command is your command"
"Just so" He inclined his head
"What happens to us e die?"
"A philosophical conversation, Lady Maccon? Is now the time?"
She shook her head, impatient "No, not us here I mean to say we as in preternaturals What happens to preternaturals e die?"
Lachlan frowned "I have not known very many of your kind, rare as they fortunately are"
Alexia bit her lip Lord Akeldae said preternaturals were cremated What would happen if one was not? What would happen if the body was never allowed to decompose? Ghosts displayed, in their very nature, the fact that excess soul was tethered to the body As long as the body could be preserved, the ghost would stick around--undead and progressively yptians would have discovered this for theht even be the reason theya soul that was also connected to the body? Perhaps soul-sucking abilities were coupled to a preternatural’s skin After all, it was through her touch that Alexia asped and, for the first ti The i The dead bodies of preternaturals could be turned into weapons against the supernatural Preternatural mummies, like the one below, could be divided up and transported about the empire, or even turned into a powder and made into a poison! A huh the body after digestive processing, but still, for a time, a olf or vaair reh they could see the gears and cogs in her headOnly one question remained to be answered: as she repelled by the mummy? She asked Lachlan, "What happens when two preternaturals meet?"
"Oh, they dinna Not even their own bairns You never met your father?" Lachlan paused "Course, he wouldna been the type But, regardless, they simply dinna Preternaturals canna stand to share the saht personal, simply unbearable, so they tend to avoid the sa so all this?"
"Maybe death expands our soulless abilities so they no longer require touch Just as a ghost’s excess soul can move outward from its body to the limits of its tether" Alexia looked at them both "It would explain the mass exorcism within a specific radius"
"And the fact that this pack cannot change" Lady Kingair was nodding
"Mass curse-breaking" Lachlan frowned
Just then they heard the murmur of voices from behind the locked door near them The parlor door clicked open, and Tunstell stuck his red head out He started back upon seeing the three of the so close
"Mistress," he said, "Mada to Lady Kingair and Lachlan before shutting the door "I need hardly tell you how dangerous the inforrave Behind theed from the artifact room, curious at Tunstell’s appearance
"Please do not tell the rest of your pack," Alexia asked, but it sounded like a command
They nodded and she shut the door
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
The Latest Fashion fro her to sit upright on the sroggy, but her eyes were open They focused on Alexia as she walked into the rooave a slow smile--there were the di forth her own brief upturn of the lips, "has his condition changed also?" She went to Conall’s side, a mountain of a s looked like they were buckling under his weight She reached down to touch his face: slightly scruffy She had told him he needed a shave But his eyelids reainst his cheek Such a waste of good eyelashes She’d said only last hed and tickled her neck with them
Her reminiscences were interrupted, not by Tunstell’s voice answering her question, but by Madahtly accented musical one It was a little dry and croaky froain his senses for some time, I a darts"
Lady Maccon went over to her "What was it, Mada to tell us this ? Who shot at you?" Her voice became very cold "Who shot my husband?" She was confident she knew the answer, but she wanted Madame Lefoux to be the one to tell her It was time the inventor chose a side
The inventor sed "Please do not be angry with her, Lady Maccon She does not do it intentionally, you understand? I ahtless--that is all She has a good heart, under it all I know she has
"I found the aethographor, all those beautiful valves s? How could anyone?" There were tears now leaking out of those green eyes "She went too far with that, and then when I ca your roootten out of hand Shefor your crystalline valve, the one she knew you had, the one for Lord Akeldama’s transmitter To destroy it as well Such destruction I never knew she was capable To push so, but to destroy such perfectly functional beauty as a crystalline valve frequensor--what kind of monster does that?"
Well, that certainly told Alexia where Mada for? The va talked herself out, nodded
Lady Maccon swore, using words her husband would have been proud of
Tunstell was shocked He blushed
"I suspected she was a spy, of course, but I did not think she would becos with h she could understand perfectly