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Chapter Nineteen: A Midnight Visitor

"My darling witchling."

Imogen sighed in her sleep as she rolled over to her side. The cold night breeze came in through the open window. Opaque white curtains fluttered as the devil came inside her room. 

"Wake up, my darling."

He walked with the darkness and shadows to his promised bride, his destiny. 

My pretty little darling witch. 

She lay on her bed of purple satin sheets and  translucent white curtains in her four poster bed like a sleeping child. 

He marveled at her ethereal beauty with her pearlescent skin and crown of dark hair.

His s

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