" Séraphine."
The whisper in her dreams and Bridget whimpered and tried to bat it away. She needn't wake yet. It wasn't time to rise. She had hours still.
A soft chuckle and the brush of something soft on her cheek. "I would never have guessed you were such a deep sleeper, my practical housekeeper."
She had a terrible foreboding, an awful suspicion, even in her dreams, and she fought valiantly through the sluggish waves.
Bridget opened her eyes, blinking, in the candlelight, to find azure eyes only inches from her own.
They crinkled at the corners. "There you are. "
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