In the middle of the library was an open space, like a clearing in a forest, and in this open space stood the most beautiful woman Stephanie had ever seen. Her hair was black as raven wings, and her eyes were the palest blue. Her features were so delicate Stephanie feared they might break if she smiled, and then the lady smiled and Stephanie felt such warmth that for an instant she never wanted to be anywhere else but at this lady's side.
”Stop that," said Skulduggery.
The lady let her eyes move to him and her smile turned playful. Stephanie stared, enraptured.
Her body felt so heavy, so clumsy; all she wanted to do with her life was just stand here, in this spot, and gaze at pure and true beauty.
”Stop that," Skulduggery said again, and the lady laughed and shrugged and looked back at Stephanie.
”Sorry about that," she said, and Stephanie felt a fog lift from her mind. She felt dizzy and staggered, but Skulduggery was there, a hand on the small of her back, supporting her.
“My apologies," the lady said, giving her a small bowl. "I do forget the effect I have on people. First impressions and all that.”