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Beyond the glass, the sun was setting in earnest. The light had faded to some final rivulets of red, and the shadows inside the Church were stretching, like long lines of black-clotted blood.
Francesco carefully prised himself away from Cirrus, but there was no truly moving away; Cirrus kept their hands hopelessly entwined. Then, Cirrus’s other hand came up to capture Francesco’s cheek, preventing him from even turning away.
“The Lunar God has blessed us tonight,” Cirrus told him.
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The figure abruptly leans in, then, and Vesper’s heart beats frantically; the small space left between them hums with tension. Their chests are almost flush.
Vesper doesn’t feel a single mote of warmth from the body opposite theirs.
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Oleander could handle a gaggle of admirers following him through a grand hall, or a crowd clustered around him as he perched on a piece of gilded furniture, or a wary apothecary glaring at him through the dark smoke that choked their brewing room.
He couldn't handle this.
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It feels indecent. No – it certainly is.
You are watching a priest undress, your sin-stained thoughts remind you. This is far beyond merely indecent.
This is sacrilege.
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Cirrus didn’t look remorseful in the slightest.