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night for it."
"Certainly, my dear Count," answered, giving me 's hand. I took
it and led 's outside, to where my carriage was waiting.
The night was clear and slightly chill, but overall pleasant.
Katrina and I talked as we rode in the carriage, but I could feel a tension
building up between us. By the time we were at my estate, it was so thick
you could almost see it. Our conversation became strained, with many long
pauses and sighs. As we got out of the carriage, Katrina began stroking my
arm and purring, that is the only way I can describe the sound. It was a
sort of low gutteral sound that seemed to emanate from 's throat. The
coachman drove off to park the carriage for the night and I led Katrina into
the manor.
Most of the household staff was already asleep. Only the old cook
was awake and proceeded to fuss over us.
"You must be hungry, young ghospadin."
"No Lena, thank you, but I ate already."
"Well, in that case, I'll be retiring for the night. Good night sir."
Katrina was smiling as old Lena left to bed. "Are all of your
servants this concerned about you, young ghospadin," asked, 's voice
teasing me.
"No just, Lena," I said, taking 's into my arms, "She's been taking
care of me for as long as I can remember." I kissed her, but pulled
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