“Stefania knew that she was dreaming. She was lying in her own familiar bed, bare as always under the coverlet her mother had made for her, with Anna breathing gently beside her and Bianca snoring beyond. The candle was lit, although she remembered distinctly that she had snuffed it as soon as she said her prayers. But surest proof of the dream was Nikephoros, who bent over her. Quite apart from the impossibility of his presence, he did not wear the pilgrim’s mantle she had always seen him in, b...ut the full finery of a northern nobleman. He looked splendid in scarlet. She stretched out her hand to feel its richness. He bent lower still. His black curls, falling forward, brushed her cheeks. She pulled him down the last crucial inch. Since this was a dream, she could be as bold as ever she had yearned to be. She could—why, she could be frankly wanton. How real this was. The coverlet was down around her waist, her skin reveling in the caress of silk with the young man’s body behind it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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