THE FIRST FULL MOON of spring descended upon the vast islands of Corynthia, like the spotless omniscient eye of some heavenly presence. Silver May: the Duchess of Roanoke's beauty vessel was awaiting by a briar outcropping on the shores of the [C. A. W] island to ferry them to the Duchess's private home, on a different sickle-shaped isle, not too faraway.
A fortnight had passed since Yemaya's visit at the auction, and Rafel admitted he had conducted himself in the school activities afterward as a mere triviality, his mind turned to this very night of the full moon. It was the birthday fete Lady Fairfield's twin daughters, Raziah and Keziah.
The Silver May dipped across gray waters of still twilight and reached to a rest shortly; Rafel, aboard with his friends spotted the magnificent, glowing rise of the Fairfield island villa high on its perch. The pillars shone with iridescent light from within. Clearly, the party was on.