Chapter 564

• When Basheer the Basher strode onto the ramp, pounding the air with his fists and grinning, his white teeth gleaming as he looked about him ferociously, Proserpina gulped. Lucien glanced down at her quickly, and she lifted her frightened eyes to him. Her husband patted her small hand and tucked it into his elbow.
• ‘Stop fretting, woman,’ he growled almost impatiently, and she nodded, but her heart was pounding in fright.
• Claude came in soon after, and the shouts went up the loudest from the Delano faction, with the kids whooping and yelling loudly.