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BERENICE OF CONSTANTINE
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"'Never turn back from the path you have once, taken or otherwise you will only plunge into greater misfortune.'"
Her eyes dropped and her voice was scarcely audible.
"I would hate for anything to happen to you," she breathed wistfully.
"You would care?" he gasped, and the blood rushed with increased pressure through his veins.
"I think I would," she sighed. "I have met few men in my life, none like you, and although I have known you but a day, it seems as though our friendship had been lifelong."
"Berenice," he whispered happily, and folded her, unresisting, into his arms.
And as they sat thus, night fell and darkness closed in.
