
“Skulls,” said Lady Lamora. “Definitely skulls. Rows and rows of dear little skulls, sewn all along the hem.” She sighed with pleasure as she imagined the clitter-clatter of bone on her cold stone floors. “After all, it is really time I had a new gown. Black velvet, of course, and long... very long. Perhaps embroidered? Hmm... yes. A motif of spiders or maybe twists of poison ivy.”