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    After he’d Fallen, Hugh had written a manuscript describing his life as a Guardian—a life he’d dedicated to saving Lilith. Savi had stumbled across the file on his computer and had assumed he’d been writing a fictional novel. She’d found out later he’d intended it for the library in Caelum, to be included with the Scrolls that detailed Guardian rules and history. But by then, Savi had already developed popular card and video games from its storyline.
    â€œYes. With a title such as Lilith , how could I not? But I am never mentioned.”
    â€œNot by name. But it’s not all that hard to figure it out. The dates, the locations—they match up. You really lived a month only half-transformed?”
    A puzzled frown pulled at the corners of his mouth. “I’m certain Derbyshire was not mentioned, Savitri. Nor were there specific dates.”
    â€œOh!” She shook her head. “No, I don’t mean the printed version—god, you read that ?”
    â€œYes,” he said. “It’s quite terrible.”
    â€œIt’s not surprising: I ran his original Latin document through a language translator, then tried to spiff it all up before I had it printed for him.”
    He turned his head to stare at her.
    â€œIt was a present,” she said, grinning. “I was young.”
    â€œIt’s atrocious .” He passed his hand over his hair. “Oh, good God. What does the Latin include that your version does not?”
    â€œNot much. Something about your brother-in-law, and Hugh taking over a vow Ramsdell made to your sister, promising to watch over you.”
    â€œAnything of Michael’s sword? Mirrors?”
    â€œNo. Nothing about Chaos, either.”
    His jaw tightened. He slowed for a red light and remained silent until he accelerated again. “I did survive a month half-transformed.”
    She blinked. Had he returned to her earlier question to avoid speaking of Chaos? “The nosferatu wouldn’t have given you blood. Lilith said she tried to cut off his head while he attacked you—did it get into your mouth or something?”
    â€œNo. I bit him whilst trying to get away.”
    â€œHow uncivilized.”
    â€œExceedingly.”
    â€œWhat did you eat afterward?”
    â€œNothing, but for the broth Emily forced down my throat.” His brows drew together. “And I believe I tried to eat raw meat from the larder, but I’m not certain.”
    â€œYou don’t remember?”
    â€œNo. I’ve only a partial recollection of those days.”
    Some things, she supposed, were a blessing to forget. “And Hugh and Lilith used the blood of the nosferatu who originally attacked you to complete the transformation?”
    â€œThat is correct.”
    â€œWhen did you find out you can withstand the sun?”
    â€œThe first morning I did not return to Beaumont Court before sunrise.” He turned to look between the seats before switching lanes. “I’m surprised you do not know all of this already, my sweet Savitri. I’m well aware of how you located me last year. An illegal bit of computer wizardry.”
    She slid her tongue over her bottom lip to catch the last of the cinnamon and apple juice, and hoped the darkness would hide her blush from him. Probably not. Even if he didn’t look at her, he could probably feel the heat and blood.
    â€œIt was only financial information—IRS and bank account records, a list of assets. Your address and phone number.” It hadn’t told her anything personal. Savi knew a lot about him, but she didn’t know him.
    And though she might have asked him in Caelum, she had been occupied—enthralled—by the impossible beauty of that realm.
    Enthralled by Colin.
    The streetlights washed over his features at regular intervals. His profile was as incredible as the rest of him. Even the rough shadow along his jaw enhanced his masculine