No one knows Mireille Bouquet’s past, and she never talks about it. Whatever it is, she seems determined to shut the door on it, though memories of it keep cropping up from time to time.
“Noir, it is the name of an ancient fate. Two maidens who govern death. The peace of the newly born, their black hands protect.”
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No one knows Mireille Bouquet’s past, and she never talks about it. Whatever it is, she seems determined to shut the door on it, though memories of it keep cropping up from time to time.