CHAPTER ELEVEN
The next moment something white and transparent shot through me and, through the power of love, crashed into Duncan just as he was turning to face this new foe. The momentum pushed him back a few steps and he found himself standing on the precipice of the river of the dead. He also became entangled in thick, eager, and very transparent limbs.
Those arms belonged to a rather busty woman who was a half-head shorter than me if she hadn’t been floating two feet above the ground. She wore a tight evening gown with a fluffy boa about her neck. Her wrists and fingers were bedecked in jewels, and a large necklace of diamonds and emeralds glimmered about her neck.
“My darling!” cooed Duncan’s captor as she wriggled her ample chest against his own. “It’s been so long since you
