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Not just someone, she reminded herself Anslam One of their own, and not only because he was a vah-bred member of the aristocracy

Had been, at any rate

And now they were both dead

Elise took her tih the lih she didn’t know exactly what she was trying to make sense of It was, she supposed, yet another exa all the education in the world about emotions didn’t necessarily help when your oere raw and da back into the bedroom, she went for the closet She had to It was al into the walk-in and looking at … e off the rods and a for on the floor

Allishon rand events Stripped her mask of civilization off And proceeded to …

"So sad," Elise murmured as she went over and picked up the red swath of satin

It wasn’t a fancy dress, though It turned out to be a cloak, one that had beautiful trim and buttons of mother-of-pearl--

As she went to hang it up on a hanger, soh the folds, wondering as hanging off the cloak--or perhaps in a hidden pocket "Okay, that hurt--"

Elise frowned as she took out a large piece of blackIt was oddly shaped and heavy … kind of like a key, but not really

"Did you find so?" Axe asked fro out "What do you think this is?"

When he didn’t answer, she glanced at him and then rolled the object over in her palm "Is it some kind of self-defense weapon? It isn’t like there’s a blade in here or … maybe it’s a key, except not to any door I’ve ever seen"

"I don’t know But I think we should go"

"Yes"

She was tempted to take whatever it ith her But she didn’t want to have to explain, if she was found with the object, why she had gone to Allishon’s and nosed around

Putting the weight back in the pocket of that cloak, she stepped out of the closet and shut the walk-in’s door

Going over to a stuffed chair, she sat down and stared at the bed "Thank you for co by the sliding glass door they’d co up nearly all of the slider’s expanse