"Miss Danist, can we borrow the book you mentioned and take a look?"
Shade asked, but the Red-haired Sorceress shook her head.
"That was everything written in the book. You can borrow it, but there are no other clues."
"So York Bronte traveled through time and turned himself into some kind of Death Apostle? Those two things must be connected."
The witch leaned back against the sofa and asked Shade again.
"He doesn't belong to this time. Does he intend to stay here forever?"
"We still have plenty of Acorns. As long as he maintains his identity as a Time Traveler, I can sense him at any time."
The witch did not know about Death Apostles, but Shade was certain someone did. Priest Augustus, for instance. Or Long-Haired Luvia.
By the time he returned home that night, it was already nine o'clock. Missing the girls at home, Shade had not eaten dinner at the inn, and Luvia had indeed saved him a meal.
The Girl with Purple Eyes gave the returning Shade a passionate embrace. And since he had used that black Time Key that morning, tonight was once again the time for a secret rendezvous with Long-Haired Luvia in a dream.
"Galina said she'll bring Leisha home for you to sleep with as soon as possible."
Luvia smilingly reminded him while he ate, and Shade froze.
"What does Galina want?"
"According to her, she's worried Leisha might discover the Moon Mark herself and ask you to leave the Mark somewhere special. So Galina has decided to personally supervise you while you leave her that Mark, determined not to give Leisha any opportunity."
Luvia smiled with great delight.
The reason she had moved back into 6 Saint Derain Square that autumn was to observe the stars. It was not really