A truly pagan fete, this chapter is! And my catholic heart is filled with all sorts of envy. The plot thunders on, and my heart beats fast for the Marriage Ceremony: the Maiden on the Platter. Where now, both Laurent and Beauty are the kingdom, are the fullness of the realm, Slave and Master. Beautiful. A new meaning to it all! Maddening in its utter beauty and festive abandon.
What I'd give to join that wild party!
I'd like to thank Anne Rice for writing this beautiful novel. Anne, thank you! Thank you! Thank you!