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Angelique has refused me, and this is a blow both unexpected and decidedly blunt.

The level of Miss Winters’ anguish is too much to bear, and relieving her of it is a woeful necessity which I must fulfill.  To do otherwise would be demanding others pay for misdeeds of mine committed almost two hundred years ago.

Still, I cannot imagine a dream with lethal force.  If I gained power over anything while sleeping for that time, it is the realm of Morpheus.  I may best the witch, yet.

BC

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