Look,” he breathed, moving her slightly. “Look, Lisette.”
Opening heavy lids, Elf saw a picture…
She saw herself in a mirror. In a long cheval mirror she saw a white-haired, white-masked woman in a glittering stomacher and scarlet petticoat being undressed by a dark-robed, black-masked monk.
Lud. It was the stuff of wicked dreams!