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ly a little trembling in his legs, he
walked to the docking ring, to Bay 1.
His fingers still trembled at the chime. Seeing them took him back
to the night, centuries ago, when he had last done this, last awaited
entrance to Miori's ship -- ignorant and completely unaware of what was
to come. Briefly, he considered that he was now more knowledgeable,
more urbane, but as he stood there, not pressing the chime, he
realized that that was not the case -- nowhere near it. He still was
uncertain, and knew nothing of what was to come. He knew only that
she was on the other side of this airlock, and that he belonged on
that side, with Miori's -- with his Lady. But, he thought, we will see
how the collar fits Miori's as well. His mouth curled upward in a dark
little smile of which he was unaware.
He might give Miori's a few surprises.
Julian pressed the chime once. In breathless anticipation, he
watched the bay door roll away, and saw the entranceway to Miori's ship
part before him, welcoming him into its dim, ruddy depths. In one
corner, he could just see one of the standing flame lamps.
As if sleepwalking, he moved, his body seemingly taking him forward
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