
A memorial Mass filled Prague's Teyn Church until worshippers stood shoulder to shoulder beneath the dark Gothic vaults. I have searched living cities and fields of graves without finding one woman. You step into this one-chapter preview with Beatrice at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. I will enter and learn whether love found its object or Prague has shown me a perfect deception. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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