But, seconds later, before she could even catch her breath, he was gone. Her disappointment was palpable; to experience such intense pleasure, and yet know that it would not be repeated, was crushing. She knew that, however much she might beg, her Master would respect her original intentions and never tell her who the stranger was.
She had replayed that night so many times in the past two years, cursing herself for not asking him his name. Slowly making her way through the train carriage, she offered a silent prayer of thanks to the gods of fate.
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