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Dark Rituals	By : MarianTheBlackadder Category: S through Z > Sherlock Holmes (2009) > Sherlock Holmes (2009) Views: 3327 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Won?
            Katherine just starred at Blackwood wide eyed. She couldn’t tell if he was playing with her, being sarcastic, or serious.
            “What?” He said seeing the dumbfounded look on her face. “You seem surprised.” Still stunned with his answer she gave a nod. “Why? I think you’ve made your case rather well and your right. The most important thing right now is you, our boys, and the baby. So, perhaps it’s best that we do take a step back from this whole business, at least for the time being.”
            She still just stared at him, her jaw half on the floor as it seemed he was quite serious. He half smiled, “I will immediately withdraw everything, call back our men, call off this petty little war. I won’t have you upsetting yourself when all you need to worry with is taking care of yourself and the baby.”
            The confused look on her face made him chuckle slightly. It was incredibly out of character for Henry to do something like this, and she wasn’t able to completely trust it. Perhaps she was asleep and this was all some kind of strange dream. He motioned for her to come to him, and she stood from her seat walking over. He took her hand and pulled her to sit in his lap wrapping his arms around her.
            “This will be our fifth child. It’s important to me that you and our children are safe. To protect this family that we’ve built together. I know that it’s not my usual motif operandi to stop before I’ve gotten what I wanted, but . . . in this case . . . I believe it’s what is best.”
            Blackwood had been in an exceedingly good mood lately. Katherine had seen to that herself each night before they went to sleep, attempting to keep him as content as possible. Perhaps all of her hard work and persistence had paid off. This was the first time since she began her endeavor that she’d brought up their current crusade, and the first time she told him about the baby. Could this be possible? She never in a million years thought it would work and he would change his mind.
            He kissed her softly before patting her back. “Now, you go and change. It’s getting late, and I have a few matters to attend to before turning in as well.” He said. She nodded and he helped her off his lap and to stand to her feet. She was starting to grow excited now, realizing that he was serious and she smiled kissing him anxiously before turning and hurrying off to get ready for bed.
            Blackwood watched her bound out of the room, before he got up and headed to his study. When he got there, Lord Coward was waiting for him and he locked the door. “Has everything been seen to.” He asked, moving past coward to his desk.
            “Yes, My Lord. No one will make a move, and a cease fire has been called.” He reported.
            “Good.” Blackwood said. “Let Hawks and his followers get a sense of security, allow him to give Katherine her voice back, and then we can wipe him and any others that might cause difficulty out in one night.
            “And Katherine?” Coward asked.
            “When Hawks sees that we’re pulling back our aggressions, and laying down our arms so to speak, he’ll assume she’s fulfilled her agreement. Then, she’ll meet with him to discuss her payment, and we’ll take that opportunity to invite him to be our guest.” Blackwood said.
            “Do you think he’ll restore her voice as he claimed?” Coward asked.
            “I doubt he’ll be able to live up to his boasts. Our physicians have already told me that there is nothing wrong with her voice, but it is the damaged to her brain from the fever that is the problem.” He said.
            “Won’t she be upset that he won’t live up to his promise?” He questioned.
            “She’s at least earned the right to try. Katherine has followed every instruction we’ve given her, and nothing has helped. She’s been most . . . cooperative and eager to help lately. Although I can’t say I approve of her conspiring with our enemies, she has given me what I need to get the upper hand.” Blackwood explained. “Make sure everything is ready. I doubt she’ll wait for very long before wanting to collect her reward.”
            “Yes my Lord.” With that Coward turned and left his study.

Secret Meetings
            Katherine waited impatiently starring at the watch that she had brought with her, which only made the hands seem to move slower.
            “You’re early.” She turned to see Lord Hawks standing behind her. She smiled but quickly wiped it from her face, not wanting to look to anxious. “You’re husband has stopped throwing everything he has at my order. You’ve done well.”
            That was enough; Katherine stepped forward touching her throat quickly. He smiled stepping closer to her. “and you’ve more than earned your reward.” He said reaching into his pocket and taking out a small bottle putting it in her hand and wrapping her fingers around it. “Drink this, all of it. Make certain, however, that when you do drink it you’re in a safe place where you can rest. You’ll be asleep for sometime.” Katherine looked at the bottle a moment before her eyes turned up to him. “It will work.” He said touching her face gently.
            Katherine suddenly felt very uncomfortable by the way he was looking at her and how soft and gentle his touch was. She stepped back and clutched the bottle tight before giving him a nod of thanks. She turned on her heel and took off as if there were wings on her feet.
            Hawks chuckled watching how excited she was as she disappeared. He turned to leave himself, but he stopped finding himself nearly surrounded, guns pointed at his head in every direction. His smile faded as he looked about.
            Blackwood came from the shadows walking into the circle that had been made by his men. “Looks as though you’re not above making shady deals, Hawks. Taking advantage of a young fragile thing like her.”
            “Hmm. And that you aren’t above using her for your own gain.” He said with a very displeased look on his face. “I suppose I can assume she has no idea that this was your plan all along.”
            “My wife doesn’t need to be burdened with everything I do. She has enough to concern herself with at the moment.” Blackwood stepped aside putting out his hand indicating the way he wanted Hawks to go. “Shall we?”
            There wasn’t much else he could do but submit being surrounded by so many weapons. He walked passed Blackwood as everyone seemed to disappear and fade into the shadows.

Poison?
            Blackwood burst through the doors of his bedchamber and hurried over to the bed to find Katherine sprawled out across it. He found the empty bottle in her hand, finding that she had consumed it all to the last drop. “For Christ’s sake.” He said flinging the bottle across the room as he quickly removed his glove and felt Katherine’s face and neck. Blackwood hadn’t a clue of what she had been given, and knowing that the order they had been fighting against was on a murderous rampage, there was a good chance that she’d been given some sort of poison in the guise of a cure.
            He’d left instructions that she be intercepted when she returned home, but the servants had failed do to so, not even having realized she’d returned home. She felt warm, there was a red flush to her cheeks, and she was breathing. Yet it was a very deep sleep, so deep it almost resembled the coma like state he’d ordered her put in when he was to be executed.
            Standing from the bed he went over to the door of the bedchamber and roared for one of the maids who ran to answer his call. He ordered that the physicians who had been charged with Katherine’s care be sent for immediately. The maid curtseyed and turned running off to do what she was told before Blackwood’s rage turned on her.
            Henry returned to the bedside and sat next to Katherine feeling her face again. “This was foolish, even for you.” He said unclasping her cloak at the neck. She hadn’t even bothered to remove it before she took the contents of the bottle she’d been given. She was so anxious to regain her voice, she was obviously not thinking clearly. Not to mention her trusting someone to keep their word simply because she herself did, made her somewhat naive and gullible in certain things. Ripe for someone to take advantage of. “If you die because of this, I’ll never forgive you.” He said stroking her hair a bit.

Four Days
            “How long can she and the baby go without food or water?” Blackwood demanded to know when the physicians didn’t seem to be able to tell him anything else of use.
            “We’ve been supplementing her fluids as much as we can, My Lord. Not knowing what she was given is making it difficult to give a clear estimate of what is happening to her or how long she’ll be this way.” One doctor admitted. “Couldn’t Lord Hawks tell us more about the potion?”
            “If his lips were any tighter sealed I believe he would suffocate.” Lord Coward reported. Blackwood remained quiet with a dark look. He had begun questioning Hawks two days ago when nothing could be done to help Katherine or to wake her from her sleep. All he would do is grin like a cat with no word whatsoever. They had even gone so far as to torture him, but he remained silent in spite of Blackwood’s terrors.
            “Keep a close watch on her.” Blackwood said before turning and walking back down the hallway. Coward quickly followed after him as they turned the corner. “If she or my child suffer worse injury or death . . . Hawks will have worse things to worry about then his pitiful bit of ‘sacred’ property.” He commented in a deep and evil tone.

Unbelievable
            It was nearly 6 in the evening just after dinner now. The physicians were taking watching over Katherine and monitoring her condition in shifts. Blackwood demanded that at least one doctor stay with her at all times. Between the four, they took 6 hour shifts in turn.
            It seemed as though they had tried everything, and had brought in her children to speak to her perhaps helping her awake from her sleep. Yet it was no use, and they only succeeding in upsetting the boys who couldn’t understand why their mother wouldn’t wake up.
            Blackwood would come and sit with her a while in the evenings, while he read to her from the book of revelation and their book of spells. Just so she could hear his voice if there was nothing else that could be done.
            “How is she?” Blackwood asked the doctor who stood from where he had been sitting.
            “No change, My Lord. She still hasn’t moved, or shown any signs of . . . .” Suddenly, the sound of violent coughing came from the bed where Katherine lay catching the attention of the two men. They rushed over to find her trying to catch her breath and sit up as she continued to cough uncontrollably.
            Lord Blackwood quickly helped her to sit up as he waited for her to look at him, so he knew she was alright. “Katherine?” He said. The doctor quickly poured her a glass of water and brought it to her to sip and perhaps help the coughing subside. She took a drink and caught her breath.
            “Drink a bit more, Lady Blackwood.” The doctor said handing her back the glass. “It’s probably from going nearly 6 days without water and your throat is dry.”
            But Katherine held up her hand pushing it back towards him, “ . . . I don’t want anymore . . .” She said still breathing hard.
            The doctor and Blackwood froze starring at her wide eyed. Closing her eyes and wrapping her hand around her throat, the coughing finally seemed to stop and she was able to catch her breath. Suddenly, she realized what had just happened. Her eyes turned to the doctor and Henry to see their eyes as wide as globes as they looked at her. She hadn’t just thought the words in her head this time. No, she heard them, she heard herself speak them. “Henry?” She said looking at Blackwood hesitantly, almost as if she was afraid this was a dream and she would wake up still quite unable to speak.
            “It worked?” Blackwood said dumbfounded as he reached up and cupped her face in his hand. “You can speak?” He breathed just as shocked and astounded as she was.
            Suddenly tears started to well up in Katherine’s eyes as a smile swept her face. “Henry!” She said loving the feel of the words passing her lips and the sound of his name rolling over her tongue.
            Blackwood smiled as he cupped her face in both hands and kissed her forehead before wrapping his arms around her and embracing her tightly.

Betrayals
            “You said you were done with it. You said that the most important thing in the world do you was the safety and health of me and our boys.” Katherine said sitting in a chair having just been told what was going on.
            “It was the only way to lure Hawks out into the open, Katherine.” Blackwood said as though it was the most routine and obvious course of action that he could have taken.
            “Henry . . . . he gave me my voice back. He fixed me so I could talk again . . .” Finding out that he had been tortured since he was captured made it that much worse, “What have we done.” She said covering her eyes with her hand. “He kept his word . . .and I’ve broken mine.” She whispered.
            “No, I broke your word.” Blackwood said correcting her statement. “You were completely unaware of my intentions and plans. So you needn’t worry, you retained your innocence. Rather than punishing you for your secret alliance with this man, I simply took the opportunity to put an end to it my own way.”
            Katherine just stared at him. How could he be so cold? So remorseless about what he had done? What they had done to the man who had healed her when no one else could. “Henry . . . this is wrong.” She said not understanding how he couldn’t know that already. Or if he did, how he could simply ignore it.
            “We’ve discussed things like this before, Katherine. I do what is necessary to see that we get what we want. This kills two birds with one stone. We’ll inherit the grounds that has the power we need and our order will be the strongest in the world. No other secret society will rival us in power again. I want to send a clear message, that anyone who opposes me does so at their own peril.” He told her.
            How could she speak to him when he was like this? Determined and single minded on his purpose and nothing else. She started to say something else, but stopped. What was the point? Rather than stay and witness his callousness further, she stood and left the room going to the nursery to stay with the boys a while. They always cheered her up when she was down, and it helped her forget just how hopeless her situation tended to be.

Lurking Shadows
            Hawks sat on a bare wooden bench in the cell he’d been kept in for nearly two weeks now, as though he was nothing more than a criminal. He had bandages on his hands, and bruises on his face from being ‘questioned’ over and over again on different occasions.
            Something caught his attention, as the pressure in the room seemed to change. He couldn’t hear anything but he could feel the difference and knew that someone was there. He stood and walked over to the bars peering through the darkness. He half smiled when he found who it was. “Your tyrannical husband lets you near prisoners hmm?” He asked.
            Katherine stepped out from the shadows close to the bars, her hood pulled over her head as she looked at him with remorse that she had gotten him into this. “I’m sorry.” She said in a gentle voice, “About everything.”
            “I see my potion worked. I knew it. You have a beautiful voice. I was right.” He said.
            “I want this war to stop.” She said keeping her voice low. The truth was she wasn’t supposed to be down here, she wasn’t supposed to be anywhere near here, but she had to see him. “I don’t want anyone else to get hurt. Are you going to keep hurting people?” She asked softly.
            He cocked his head slightly looking at her. “I wasn’t the one who began it. My order is a peaceful one, Lady Blackwood. We don’t usually resort to such drastic violence. Yet it has seemed that it is the only thing your husband understands.”
            “I can’t make excuses for what he’s done, but he did think he was doing the right thing.” She said. “If he can’t find you or your members, then he can’t hurt you anymore.” She whispered, “Will you go away and disappear if I help you?” She asked.
            “It’s a bit hard to do that, My Lady. Considering the grounds he is so determined to acquire is our most sacred place.” Katherine reached into her cloak and took out a folded piece of paper holding it out. Hawks took it from her and opened it reading a list of dates.
            “I’ve done some research.” She said softly. “Our holidays and celebrations are different from yours. If our order is allowed on your property these days to conduct our rituals . . . then I believe Lord Blackwood will stop trying to force a sale. There is no need for our orders to cross paths again, or to fight.”
            Hawks looked over the notes and the list she had made glancing up at her. She was quite intelligent and the sincerely in her eyes told him it wasn’t a trick. “You are very clever, Lady Blackwood.” He complimented. “I can’t imagine how you came to be married to such a man as he.”
            “Will you agree to disappear and stop all of this?” She asked again, knowing they hadn’t much time.
            He thought for a moment before holding out his hand through the bars. She looked at it a moment a little suspiciously, before relenting and placing her hand in his. He covered it with his other hand and looked into her eyes, “For you dear lady, anything.” He said.
            Katherine smiled a little before she reached into her cloak and produced a key, quickly pushing it in the lock and turning it as she opened the door.

Escaped
            “This is ridiculous.” Blackwood said. “How can an entire order just disappear. He’s a Lord, it’s impossible for him to just vanish.”
            “He wasn’t an active member of the house of Lords, and kept a private life.” Coward said. “He and his known followers have simply . . . .gone without a trace.”
            “Does it matter?” Katherine said quickly having been listening to the conversation, unable to ignore it. She closed her book and stood stepping closer to them. “The war is over now, and we have actual permission to use the grounds if we wish. You read the letter that Lord Hawks sent you, and said there will be no further aggressions.”
            Blackwood just starred at her a moment before stepping closer to her clasping his hands behind his back. “I am still a bit curious as to how he slipped away from the dungeons undetected.” It was obvious that he was suspicious of her from the first moment the alarm was sounded and he didn’t find her in their bedchamber.
            “He was the only person in the world who could heal me after we tried everything. Why is it surprising that he could escape.” She said softly unable to look at Blackwood when she spoke. He continued to stare at her and she cleared her throat, “Excuse me.” She said quickly heading out of the room. Her guilty manner and lack of eye contact was a dead giveaway. But he’d deal with that later.
            “We’ll pull our resources from this for the time being.” He said. “For now we turn our attention to advancing members of the order to replace those that are no longer with us.”

Disobedience
            “I don’t know what went on between you and Hawks that you would go so far as to help him escape, but he seems as though he’s quite generous to you in particular.” Blackwood said having followed Katherine to the library where she had retreated to find another book.
            “He offered me a choice.” She said without turning to look at him. “He said if I could convince you to stop . . . then he would help me speak again.”
            “Which explains only why he gave you the potion, which could have just as easily been poison. It doesn’t explain why he agreed to your suggestion of our two orders ‘sharing’ the property and not getting in each other’s way by their disappearance.” He stated. “Steep payment for distracting my guards while he slipped away unnoticed.”
            Katherine wasn’t sure what he was driving at, and turned in her chair to look at him. “I didn’t expect him to be so amenable to my request. I thought that he to would say it was too much to ask after everything that happened . . . but he agreed saying he never wanted things to get so violent in the first place.”
            Blackwood just stared at her thinking how fantastic this story was. No one was so much of a philanthropist. Especially when it came to those who ran secret orders. They simply couldn’t afford to be so generous. “Take a shine to you did he.”
            “What?” Katherine hadn’t even thought about it before now. “No.” She said. “How could he? We only met a few times.”
            “Indeed. In secret when you should have told me from the beginning what he had offered you. Instead of my having to find out later. You purposely omitted the details of your first encounter with Lord Hawks. Your deceitful behavior makes your words somewhat questionable.” Katherine furrowed her brow and just stared at him. What on earth was he trying to accuse her of? “Why would you risk your husband catching you in the act of releasing a prisoner you’ve only seen on a few occasions? Seems rather daft, doesn’t it.”
            She stood up from her chair and was speechless for a moment. Could he possibly be accusing her of cheating on him with this man? “What was happening to him was wrong. He had kept his word, he helped me as he promised. He never asked me to do anything morally reprehensible, just to do what I could to change your mind.” She said in her defense. “He didn’t deserve to be imprisoned and tortured like some sort of rabid animal.”
            Blackwood suddenly reached up seizing her by the throat, and jerking her towards him. He looked down into her eyes so close to her face, they were almost touching. Her eyes were wide as she instinctively tried to pull herself free, but it was no use. She could barely draw a breath much less free herself. “All these years you’re still so naive.” He said in a low voice. “You know I can’t let this go. I can’t just ignore your going behind my back, and blatantly disobeying me. I’ve let a lot of things slide because you lost your ability to speak. That is no longer the case, and I’ve tolerated your willfulness for far too long.”
            Her eyes remained wide as her hands stayed clasped around his wrist, nearly standing on her toes trying to get an inch of space to breathe and relieve the pressure on her neck.

Useless
            Holmes sat in his chair smoking his pipe in silence, as Watson sat in a chair on the other side of the room reading. “Have you felt a bit . . . useless lately, Watson?” Holmes asked breaking the silence.
            “No, I’ve rather enjoyed the lull. It’s given me time to concentrate on my practice, and my patients.” He said turning the page. “Have you already run out of requests for assistance? You usually get a new batch every day.”
            “That’s not what I mean,” Holmes said as he stood and strolled over towards the doctor. “We’re hired for a specific job, or task and it’s managed to be resolved without our being the ones who resolved it. Like someone telling you the answer to a riddle right when it was on the tip of your tongue.”
            “You’re still annoyed with Katherine for stepping in between Hawks and Blackwood putting an end to their ridiculous feud.” Watson had a feeling that was what was going on. Holmes had been rather agitated by it for countless reasons. The murderers, as in the ones who actually did the deed of murdering the men, women, and children who were caught in the crossfire, were arrested and convicted with amazing efficiency. Evidence had turned up that was overwhelming, but not so much needed since the men responsible anxiously and willingly confessed to the crimes. Religious zealots were often eager to accept guilt and punishment.
            “This time it wasn’t even her who hired us, but Blackwood’s opponent. She was the one who was in such extreme danger and we warned her of it . . . then suddenly she takes up the gauntlet and ends it faster than humanly possible. How and why does she do that?” He questioned more to himself then to Watson.
            “She can, somewhat, predict the future. Perhaps that helps aid her in her quickness.” Watson said turning another page. Holmes just glared at him a moment before lighting his pipe again. “She’s intelligent Holmes, something that you yourself have witnessed and conceded to on several occasions. Lorded over by Blackwood or not, she still holds herself to a standard of morality, and the prowess of a lioness when her children are put in danger.”
            “Something seems rather off about all of this to me. The equivalent of a holy war had been started between two factions of incredibly devout members. Completely different views and belief systems, zealots to the point of actually volunteering for the noose instead of trying to avoid it. How could one young woman’s request, and suggested solution be so easily honored and the crusade disappear as though it had never begun in the first place. It simply doesn’t add up.”
            “You think there is something else going on?” He asked.
            “It’s not out of the question. Katherine maybe somewhat convincing when she truly believes in her purpose, but not with the cunning that it would require to pull something of this magnitude off. Either we didn’t receive all the details from your source, or there is something more to account for this discrepancy in quid pro quo.” Holmes puffed on his pipe another moment. “you don’t suppose . . .”
            “No, I don’t.” Watson replied.
            Holmes looked at him, “You don’t even know what I was going to say.”
            “She’s not sleeping with him if that’s where you’re going with it.” Watson said turning another page.
            “Not even going to let me say the possibility out loud are you?” Holmes snapped.
            “She has shown herself to be a great many things in our dealings with her, Holmes. But an adulteress isn’t one of them. What you’re suggesting is that she sold her body in exchange for this deal of hers, like nothing more than a common unfortunate.”
            “Even though Blackwood betrayed her by having physical relations with another woman while being married to Katherine. You don’t think she would feel at least entitled to some revenge along the same lines?” He questioned.
            “No. Holmes, she isn’t the vengeful type. If anything she is far to forgiving, and thinks the best of everyone. That is why all the bad things that have happened to her occurred, She’s not going to lower herself to Blackwood’s level just to get back at him.” Watson said in her defense.
            “My theory’s where she is concerned are never going to be objective in your mind, are they.” Holmes countered as this wasn’t the first time Watson took up the gauntlet of Katherine’s defender.
            The doctor sighed and closed his book looking up at the inspector. “Alright,” He said putting his book aside. “Let’s speculate. Let’s say that Hawks has an attraction to Katherine, lets say that the reason he was so eager to adhere to her conditions is because he’s absolutely mesmerized by her very being.” He shook his head, “One, how would the result of his admiration be a bad thing, and two . . . why would it be her fault he felt that way?”
            “My dear Watson, if it brought the senseless and brutal killings of innocents to a grinding stand still, then hurrah. I am the first to stand and applaud her grace and beauty if she didn’t have to add a bit of physical contact to convince him. Perhaps she didn’t intend to attract him, but it would be easy enough for her to encourage him if it meant getting what she wanted.” Holmes explained.
            “Now you are confusing her with Blackwood again.” Watson reached over and picked up his book once more. “I wouldn’t put it past him to use any means necessary and exploit others for his own gain.”
            “Including Katherine?” Holmes asked. Watson half laughed at this suggestion.
            “Are you mad, Holmes? Do you know anyone in this world as jealous as Blackwood? He limits her exposure to their children, just because he is jealous of her time where other men are concerned.” Watson shook his head, “Give it up Holmes, you’re just going to have to find some other aspect of Blackwood’s life to put suspicion on. Katherine is way out of such a league.”
            Holmes just looked at him slyly realizing that Watson was never going to help him where Katherine was concerned. In his eyes, she could and would do no wrong. It seemed Watson had the same problem that Katherine had, putting far to much faith and trust into human beings.

Punishments
            Katherine, sighed having been locked in her room for days now. At least her being pregnant limited Blackwood’s options for what could be done for punishment. He wouldn’t even raise a hand to her while she was with child. Although this was maddening enough, being locked in her own room like a criminal or a misbehaving child. Not even allowed to come out for mealtimes or to visit her children.
            Since she was condemned to solitude, she spent her time thinking of names for their soon-to-be new arrival. So far they had Michael, Gabriel, Caleb, and David. There were still a volume of names from the bible to be had. She had written down several of the traditional bible names, Mark, Mathew, John, Luke . . . but then she scratched off Luke not liking the sound of that name. Luke Blackwood. It simply didn’t fit. Next to it, she wrote another list. Mary, Mariam, Ruth, and Ester. Without realizing it, she had begun to harbor a hope that she would have a daughter. Dreaming of how nice it would be to have a little girl to dress in dresses and bonnets, and to do her hair up in bows and silk ribbons. With four sons, what would it hurt to have a daughter as well?
            She wrote a few more female names that she could recall without having a full and intact bible to draw from. The Book of Revelation was apparently a ripping read in Blackwood’s eyes and that volume was readily available. But the rest of it he discarded with no interest or need of it whatsoever.
            Sitting in the large chair by the fireplace, she pulled up her legs underneath her, and soon dosed off into sleep. It was warm, and of course she was bored out of her wits having nowhere to go and no one to talk to.
            A short while later, Blackwood approached the sleeping figure curled in the chair. She looked so angelic in the firelight while she was asleep. He took the blanket on the footstool and spread it over her to keep her warm so she wouldn’t get a chill, picking up the paper and pen that was still in her lap.
            His eyes moved over the elegant swirls of her writing, seeing the list of boys names she had written, but the list next to it was nearly three times longer showing what her mind was on. Numerous feminine variations of names and words from the books of the bible. Blackwood’s eyes shifted back to Katherine a moment, before he smoothed the hair back from her face just gazing at her. Then, just as quietly as he’d come in, he disappeared again leaving her to rest.
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