The name stirred something inside me when I heard it, I committed it to memory, repeating it over and over in my head. When we got to the church, I could see it didn't really look anything like a church at all, but rather a monastery. It was made of large, colorful stones stacked on mortar creating a tall tower to the sky and skinny openings were left throughout the structure, like little doors but too thin for a person to use. I had picked out a dark purple dress to wear today and a small dark leather corset over that was provided in our hotel room. I wanted to give the best impression I could. At least if I needed to move for any reason, the dress didn’t impede my ability and gave me plenty of freedom. Dru, I had noticed, looked informal but handsome as ever in a pair of white, sof
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