re in the corner. He leaned against the wall, h

in such rich delights?" he said, his voice d

?" I shot back, defensive.

Olanso. I know this town better than anyone. And I assure you, you haven't tas

eyebrow. "What's that? S

schief. "Perhaps. Or perhaps it's jus

urther, casting an eerie glow over the cobblestone streets. As we walked, he pointed ou

sked, his tone shifting t

ed by the honesty that slipped from my lips.

in a gentle breeze. "Love? In a town like this