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“I met the Count. I really met the Count!” She rounded on Art. “And I can’t brag about it to anyone!”
“Come on now. It’s a great memory, and he said you were pretty.”
“Oh wow, that’s a wonderful piece of praise to come from a man you’ve told me is a serial philanderer with so many bastards that he has no idea how many children he’s fathered!”
Art ignored her comment, and slowly cracked a smile. “You did really well. It went just as I’d hoped.”
“You had hoped for that little slip of a thing to throw herself all over you?” Ellary was teasing. At least Art hoped she was.
“She’s so small, she was easy to catch - and hold at arm’s length.”
“You want to tell me about, what’s her name, Danni?”
“It’s Vanni. She and her mother both have the Will. She is young, and a lot more innocent tha
