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"Anything You na is a dangerous here I come from," Elle said

Kyrie didn’t look the least intimidated

"I trust you Is it a deal?"

"Not a deal Definitely not a deal I haven’t written anything since college And you really shouldn’t trust me For a lot of reasons"

"Too late I already do"

Elle rolled her eyes

"Fine," she said at last "But only if I get a perfect idea for the story Otherwise I’ to fix a three-thousand-year-old ot a terrible ending It needs you"

"If, and only if, I get a perfect idea Then I’ll write it And if I write, then you can do so"

"I can do that"

Kyrie stood in the darkened doorway of the library This girlthis crazy girlwhat on earth was she doing letting this crazy girl into her life? Not just a girl A nun An intelligent, weird, wonderful, breathtakingly beautiful nun

"Have a good night," Kyrie said "I’ll say a prayer God hits you with a good idea"

"Gotta be perfect Not good Perfect Otherwise I’ it"

"God can handle perfect That’s His strong suit"

Kyrie gave her one last smile, turned around and on her naked feet disappeared into the darkness

Elle exhaled In that exhale she realized she’d been tense for the past half hour Tense? Why? Kyrie, of course She liked her Liked herElle needed was a friend in this place Especially a very pretty friend under a very serious vow of chastity She’d coet away from love and sex and men and complications

Kyrie had the potential to be a serious coun to feel completely safe someplace She was safe in the abbey, far away from her old life where every day carried with it the risk that Søren would get caught, she would get hurt, or Kingsley would get killed Here at the convent she had nothing to fear She had a roof over her head, three meals a day, a s books And even worse, she’d read them all by now