been more.
“You never saw that little girl again? The one that you saved? You never found out what happened?” Angelica asked.
“No.”
“How odd. One would expect the parents to look for you, and express their gratitude.”
But Voss shook his head, a little smile curving his lips. He would explain it to her, about his visitation from an angel that was
No, indeed, he wasn’t. After all, he’d asked for help, he’d begged and pleaded for it while writhing in agony… and the angel had heard him. She’d known he was ready to change, at last.
Looking down at Angelica, he saw worry in her beautiful face. “What is it?”
“Do you think Chas will ever give us his blessing?”
Voss fully intended to make certain the man did, if he ever saw him again. But instead of saying that, he replied, “Corvindale, albeit reluctantly, has agreed to help make our case. Now that I am no longer Dracule, he has no reason to deny us permission. But regardless, Angelica, we’re going to wed, with or without your brother’s consent. Now that it’s been shortened, I’m not about to live the rest of my life without you.”
“Thank you for coming back to me, Voss.”
“Thank you for throwing away that necklace, Angelica. But there is one more request I’d like to make of you.”
“And what is that?”
“You know I love you, I
“I was trying to keep from hearing you splashing about and wondering… imagining…what you were doing.”
He smiled. “Ah. Well, now that you don’t have to imagine any longer, my love…would you mind…not humming so much? You tend to be terribly off-key. Usually flat.”
“Is that so?” She smiled, her eyes lighting with humor. “So now I know precisely how to get whatever I want from you. I shall hum, or sing—which I’m even worse at—until you give it to me to silence me.”
Voss laughed with deep, filling pleasure. He’d had no idea that his life had been so bleak and dark—but now it was filled with light and humor. “My dear, you don’t have to resort to that. I’ve given everything to have you…and I would give anything
