Lady K And The Sick Man !link! -

“I never miss a funeral,” she said softly. And then she was gone, the door clicking shut like the final punctuation on a sentence neither of them had wanted to write.

If you want, I can: a) expand into a chapter-by-chapter outline; b) write the opening chapter in full; or c) craft sample dialogue for the ritual scene. Which would you like? Lady K and the Sick man

"Not yet, Julian," she whispered, her voice a command that even death seemed hesitant to disobey. "The sun hasn't risen, and I haven't given you leave to go." suspenseful, thriller direction regarding Lady K’s true motives? “I never miss a funeral,” she said softly

“It was my last hope,” he whispered, his voice cracking. “I harvested it myself, but I have no idea how to use it.” Which would you like