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〃Soon we will leave here；〃 I said in answer； 〃and we will have golden lamps around us。 And a hundred fine candles。 Yes； one hundred white candles。 And we'll be warm where there is snow。〃
〃Ah； my love；〃 she said softly。 〃I believe in you with my soul。〃
The next night we hunted once more and this time as if it were to be our last in Venice。 There seemed no end to the blood I could imbibe。
And without confiding it to Bianca； I was eternally listening for Santino's brigands； quite certain that at any moment they might return。
Long after I had brought her back for safekeeping in the golden room； and seen her nestled there amid her bundles of clothes and soft burning candles； I went out to hunt again； moving swiftly over the rooftops； and catching the worst and strongest of the killers of the city。
I wondered that my hunger did not bring some reign of peace to Venice； so savage was I in cleaning out those bent upon evil。 And when I was done with blood I went to the secret places in my burnt…out palazzo and gathered the gold which others hadn't been able to find。
Finally； I went to the very highest roof that I could discover and I looked out over Venice； and I said my farewell to it。 My heart was broken and I did not know what would restore it。
My Perfect Time had ended for me in agony。 It had ended for Amadeo in disaster。 And perhaps it had ended for my fair Bianca as well。
At last I knew from my gaunt and blackened limbs…so little healed by so many kills…that I must press on to Those Who Must Be Kept； and I must share the secret with Bianca； for young as she was； I had no real choice。
It faintly excited me in my crushing misery that I could share the secret at last。 Oh； what a terrible thing it was to put such a weight upon such tender shoulders； but I was weary of the pain and the loneliness。 I had been conquered。 And I only wanted to reach the shrine with Bianca in my arms。
27
AT LAST it was time for the journey。 It was far too dangerous for us to remain in Venice； and I knew that I could carry us to the shrine。
Taking one bundle of clothing with us； and as much of my gold as I could carry； I wrapped Bianca tightly against me and in less than half of one night； crossed the mountains； in bitter winds and snow。
By now Bianca was accustomed to certain wonders； and to be set down in a snow…filled mountain pass did not alarm her。
But within moments we were both painfully aware that I had made a desperate error in judgment。 I was not strong enough in my present state to open the door of the shrine。
It was I； of course； who had created this ironbound stone door to block any human assault； and after several pathetic attempts to open it； I had to confess that it was not within my power； and we must find some other shelter before dawn。
Bianca began to weep； and I became angry with her。 I made another assault upon the door just to spite her； and then stood back and bid the door open with all the power of my mind。
There was no result； and the wind and the snow beat down hard against us； and Bianca's weeping infuriated me to where I spoke words that weren't true。
〃I made this door and I shall open it；〃 I declared。 〃Only give me time to determine what I must do。〃
She turned away from me； visibly hurt by my anger； and then in a miserable yet humble voice she asked me；
〃What is inside this place？ I can hear a dreadful sound from beyond the door； all too like the sound of a heartbeat。 Why have we e here？ Where shall we go if we cannot find shelter here？〃
All of these questions angered me； but when I looked at Bianca； when I saw her sitting on the rock where I had placed her； the snow falling on her head and shoulders； her head bowed； her tears glistening and red as always； I felt ashamed that I had so used her in my weakness and that I needed so to be angry with her now。
〃Be still and I shall open it；〃 I said to her。 〃You have no knowledge of what lies within。 But you will in time。〃
I gave a great sigh and stood back from the door； my burnt hand still tightened on the iron handle and with all my strength I pulled； but I could not make the door budge。
The absolute folly of it gripped me。 I could gain no admittance！ I was too weak； and for how long I would be too weak I didn't know。 And yet I made one attempt after another； only so that Bianca would believe that I could protect her； that I could gain entry to this strange place。
Finally I turned my back on the Holy of Holies； and I went to her； and gathered her to me； and covered her head and tried to warm her as best I could。
〃Very soon； I shall tell you all；〃 I said； 〃and I shall find us shelter this night。 Don't doubt。 For now； let me say only that this is a place which I built and which is known to me only and which I'm too weak now to enter as you can see。〃
〃Forgive me that I cried；〃 she said gently。 〃You won't see tears from me again。 But what is the sound I hear？ Can't humans hear it？〃
〃No； they cannot；〃 I answered。 〃Please be still for now； my brave darling。〃
But at that moment； that very single moment； another new and altogether different sound caught my ear； a sound which could have been heard by anyone。
It was the sound of the stone door opening behind me。 I knew the sound infallibly and I turned around； unbelieving and as fearful as I was amazed。
Quickly I gathered Bianca to me； and we stood before the door as it opened wide。
My heart was racing。 I could hardly fill my lungs with air。
I knew that only Akasha could have done this； and as the door fell all the way back； I perceived another miracle of equal kindness and beauty of which I'd never dreamt。
A rich and abundant light poured forth from the door of the stone passage。
For a moment I was too stunned to move。 Then pure happiness descended upon me as I gazed upon this flood of beautiful light。 And it seemed I could not possibly fear it or doubt its meaning。
〃e now； Bianca；〃 I said to her； as I guided her forward at my side。
She clutched her bundle to her chest as though she would die if she let go of it； and I held her as though without her to witness with me I would fall。
We stepped into the stone passage and made our way slowly into the bright and flickering light of the chapel。 All its many bronze lamps were aglow。 Its one hundred candles blazed exquisitely。 And no sooner had I taken note of these things； amid a subdued glory that filled me with joy； than the stone door was closed behind us with a crushing sound as rock sounded against rock。
I found myself staring over the row of one hundred candles up into the faces of the Divine Mother and Father； seeing them as perhaps Bianca would see them； and certainly with refreshed and grateful eyes。
I knelt down； and Bianca knelt at my side。 I was trembling。 Indeed my shock was so great that I could not for a moment fill my lungs with air。 There was no way that I could explain to Bianca the full import of what had taken place。 I would only frighten her if I tried to do so。 And careless words spoken before my Queen would be unforgivable。
〃Don't speak；〃