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Chapter 36: PurificationWhen Meteora's valley appeared for the third time before her, Lara thought she would never have suspected she was going to be there so many times. And yet that place's beauty was still making her to remain silent at its presence.
Maddalena was also silent while watching impressed those huge masses of stone with monasteries on them. When the helicopter landed near Kalambaka, she felt giddy when discovering the only way to access Ayios Stefanos was to climb that almost vertical wall, as the famous web-elevator would be used by the elder Marcus.
To Kurtis' surprise, Lara turned towards the redhead and said:
- You don't need to come up. The cl
Chapter 35: The Angel of DeathIt was midnight. Giselle slept naked in her bed after having been "visited" by her faithful servant again. Unlike last time, this time he hadn't shown himself blatant and insistent, but had waited patiently for her to take him back into bed. She had nothing to lose, but reminded him that she was still his boss and those permissions and intimacies didn't change anything about their previous relationship.
Schäffer, of course, had no objection to it, and even seemed to enjoy his strange situation of sexual servant; which on the other hand he had led to. At the time he retired, she fell asleep and had spent about two hours when she woke up,
Chapter 34: The Voice in the DarkGiselle looked out the window and took the coffee cup to her lips. Then she set it aside and looked mechanically at the crimson lipstick imprint she had just left on the cup's edge. Absolutely all the days of her life, since she was 15 years old, she used to get up and make-up carefully. Her mother had taught both she and Kristina that makeup make the ugly beautiful and the beautiful were embellished further. And they had been always been very beautiful. She had never missed the ritual in the mirror, in which, concentrated, covered her white skin with a touch of color, highlighting the green of her eyes and painted her lips in red, giving a t
Chapter 33: Memories of a HealerThe helicopter and the survivors of Justin's brigade met in Romania, near Bran's castle. Six aircraft had dropped from a total of twelve who had come.
- Don't know how sorry I am, Justin. - Lara muttered, casting her eyes by his men.
He shook his head.
- Don't worry. I'll take care of everything. We knew there was a risk and that we committed ourselves to something dangerous. Tell me what the hell was that? A mafia, a cult?
- Something like that, Justin... I'm sorry but I can't tell you more. You've already been involved enough. The favor is more than returned.
- What for? - Kurtis said then, who was behind her, leaning on a fence.
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