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“Was I happy? Hell yes, I was happy. Was it a false happiness? Who the fuck knows. I’ve never had that kind of untainted joy before or since.”

“I knew nothing bad could happen to me.”

“But for now, I was deep in it, stretching my newly dried wings, flitting from one well of nectar to the next.”

In a turn of the sun, I was taken from the life I had come to know and plunged into something else. Hekate compared me to a butterfly emerging from a cocoon of misery into something bright and beautiful. She was right, in some ways. What does a butterfly think about its condition? It does not. Its transformation just happens, and the butterfly goes on with life the best it knows how. Then it dies.

“Are you having fun? Are you enjoying this little trip down these rivulets of history? I hope you are, because I won’t repeat this shit again. Now it’s done, I’ll cremate her in my mind, too.”

“You’re smart. You have quick wits about you. That’s the kind of woman that I like.”

It was flattering, to hear those words coming from someone like her. I realized how badly I wanted her approval.

She continued: “As for tonight . . . well.” She pulled me close, her hands already traveling down my leg. I liked it. I liked it a lot.
She said, “You’ll see, won’t you?”

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I asked, ‘What are you going to do to me?’
And she said, ‘You mean tonight, or for the rest of time?’
I said, ‘Both.’

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“She was so close, and the way she smelled, the way she looked . . . it was overwhelming. I’d never felt that way about anyone before. I’d never felt that way about *anything* before.”

“Being called a lady by other members of the court! Would some of them start treating me with respect?”

“I had a vision, all of a sudden, of a place where I would be treasured again.”

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“Do not worry, my darling. He has no hold over us.
Hearing her say my darling and us felt so good. I shivered.”

“Her confidence was intoxicating. It was so easy to get drunk on her.”

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“the knowledge that you have no hope of escape. I was worth nothing, and I was going to be thrown away like spoiled fruit.”

“Without a word, she emptied its contents on the ground and picked through the bundles with quick fingers. Like a fishwife but more elegant. I studied her face. Even her stoic mask couldn’t conceal her growing excitement.”