Spark after spark licking out and dying in the dark. Cordelia didn’t like the look of those at all. He walked on, liking this less at every step. Mayhap that would’ve been best.
A small yellow cur came in under the batwing doors. Now Rhea’s fingers dipped inside the bodice of her dirty dress, brought out a silver charm of some kind, and began to move it back and forth rapidly, as if telling beads. This part was all quick—I hardly snatched more than a glance before the ball took me away. Cordelia Delgado raised her head and looked around at the men.
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