Publisher's Synopsis
"I'm sorry Daniela." Nijlon placed the invitation on her bed then opened the pretty rose-colored box as soon as it arrived by special messenger. She inhaled the scent of his cologne the minute she picked up the envelope which accompanied the gift. The corners of her mouth watered thinking about him. With one swipe her hand released the thin black ribbon which decorated the gift. Taking the lid off the box, she flung it in the air like a Frisbee. Nijlon separated the decorative tissues, her mouth dropped open as she stared at the gift wondering what he had in mind. An hour later Nijlon dressed then headed to the cemetery for her niece, Daniela's 31st birthday party. She wouldn't be there long... Meanwhile Nijlon's paramour waited for her at the Camelot Faire. Although there were several men wearing the court jester costume. The phosphorescent makeup he wore unveiled his colorless irises with double pupils. He would make her cower like she was paying homage to him.
