Prologue

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Prologue

            Orchid!”

             Her blood runs cold, all feelings of peace and freedom vanishing instantly.  The warm, summer breeze that kisses her skin and has her long tresses flowing behind her like the Thames itself, suddenly chills her to the bone.

            “Come out here and reveal your cute little arse!  You've actually got a taker, sweetheart!”

             She grips the windowsill hard, her knuckles turning an unnatural shade of white.  Her breathing grows erratic, short, ragged puffs of air escaping her pink mouth.

            “And a mighty fine looking one too, who's willing to pay an even finer amount of dough . . . ” The unnerviing enthusiasm in Queenie's voice takes a calculated dip, turning raw with greed.

             Lenna swallows thickly, her heart beating even faster than the rhythmic trotting of a wild stallion as beads of sweat start forming on her forehead.

           “No,” she whispers. “No.”

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