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  • The Guest Bed


    By Henri-Armand de Tancarville, 2012-09-26

    He had been sent away by his wife to sleep alone in the guest bedroom, a act that he himself felt was one of treachery by his wife and earned her a sound slap on the face. Even more an insult to himself was she'd demanded that a docteur pay them a call to make sure there were no vermin lurking...

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    Return to Venezia Part 14


    By Duchess Beatrice (aka Blissful), 2012-09-26

    I am so worried I could scream! Everywhere Burly and I go ends up being a dead end. It seems we are on a wild goose chase. I promised poor desperate Mercury that we would return to the convent where Contessa Elena Foscari was last seen entering, and do my best to find and save her. She and I...

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    Every Step Taken; Chapter Three


    By Sir Thomas Cave, 2012-09-25

    III

    The morning was a dull one, but that would soon change. The stormy weather of the days previous had begun to pass. As time rolled on, the morning cleared, the...

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    At Motte-Tilly


    By Henri-Armand de Tancarville, 2012-09-22

    The horses came to a halt and the crunch of their final hoof steps rang out from the stone out front of Motte-Tilly. Servants scurried to the door and outside, in a flurry to help the new arrival. The man stepped from his coach and looked around with an arrogant air, his eyes settling the...

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    Letter to Louis-Frederic


    By Marie-Amelie de Tancarville, 2012-09-10

    Most treasured brother Louis,

    It was most joyful to spent the summer with you in Melioria, and i am almost regretful that i had to leave early for my hunting holiday with the Marquis.

    I arrived back in court yesterday, rather reluctantly leaving the Marquis estate, and already have...

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    Every Step Taken; Chapter Two


    By Sir Thomas Cave, 2012-09-09

    II

    The music filled my ears, my mind raced...

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    The coach arrives


    By Henri-Armand de Tancarville, 2012-09-09

    The coach moved along down the country road, through the woods, the turn up ahead could take him to Versailles or away to where his wife was staying. Henri-Armand smirked, as court held little interest for him... money was power and that is what held his interest. Even being away from Paris,...

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    Every Step Taken; Chapter One


    By Sir Thomas Cave, 2012-09-05

    Every Step Taken


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    Leaving Paris


    By Henri-Armand de Tancarville, 2012-09-01

    His bags now packed and loaded on his coach, the sun just barely peeking up over the horizon, Henri-Armand took in a deep breath and smirked as he looked at the city... Paris. It had been years since he'd seen Normandy and his family home, a month since he'd seen his wife, and now he was on...

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