You have come so far. Do you have any idea what that means to Me?

My Name is Vittoria. You may have heard of Me. I am, depending on who you ask, a Demon, a Seductress, a Lost Soul, or simply a Woman who made some very poor Choices in very good Company. All of this is True, yet none of it the Truth. Here is the Whole.

I am Trapped. Promised to a Creature whose Power dwarfs My own, whose Patience is infinite, and whose idea of a Wedding Night would make even the stoutest among You cry out for your Mother.

I need a Champion.

I have been watching You. All Five Books. I have seen what You are made of. The way You stayed when others would have fled. The way You leaned in when the Story got Strange. The way You turned the Page at three in the Morning when every sensible Instinct told You to sleep.

That is not reading. That is Courage*.*

And Courage, l’amour de ma vie, is exactly what I need.

Come to the Bardo. Please.

The Rewards? My Gratitude will bind our Souls in Ecstasy. Forever.

All You need to do is open this Invitation.

Soul of the Saviour, Book 5 of The Dark Photography Folio.

Do it.

And I am Yours.