Oct 18, 2026 · 17 min · 8 segments
A complete standalone story from the world of Tongue of the Serpent. No previous knowledge of the series is required.New Orleans, 1843.People entering one particular stretch of the French Quarter…
Inside, the first room belonged to 1821.
A ballroom opened beyond the entrance hall, blazing with candles.
Dozens of people danced beneath chandeliers, women in gowns.
twenty years out of fashion, turned toward the waltz, while gentlemen in high collars guided them across the floor, and servants moved among them carrying trays of champagne.
No one looked toward the door.
Sebastian stopped.
"'Wrong department!' Do you ever get tired of that joke? No.
A woman swept past wearing morning pearls.
Her young face looked exhausted, and tears moved silently down her cheeks, even while she danced.
Sebastian touched Lucien's sleeve.
She's crying.
Lucien stepped into her path.
Madame.
She did not stop.
He caught her hand, and the ballroom vanished.
For half a heartbeat, they stood in darkness before the candles flared again and the woman found herself staring at him.
"'What year is it?' Lucian asked.
She blinked.
"'Eighteen twenty-one,' Sebastian swore softly.
Lucian released her.
The music resumed, and she disappeared into the dancers.
"'That was unpleasant,' Sebastian said.
"'Yes.' "'What is this place?' Lucian looked toward the staircase.
a collection of people of nights.
Inside, the first room belonged to 1821.
A ballroom opened beyond the entrance hall, blazing with candles.
Dozens of people danced beneath chandeliers, women in gowns.
twenty years out of fashion, turned toward the waltz, while gentlemen in high collars guided them across the floor, and servants moved among them carrying trays of champagne.
No one looked toward the door.
Sebastian stopped.
"'Wrong department!' Do you ever get tired of that joke? No.
A woman swept past wearing morning pearls.
Her young face looked exhausted, and tears moved silently down her cheeks, even while she danced.
Sebastian touched Lucien's sleeve.
She's crying.
Lucien stepped into her path.
Madame.
She did not stop.
He caught her hand, and the ballroom vanished.
For half a heartbeat, they stood in darkness before the candles flared again and the woman found herself staring at him.
"'What year is it?' Lucian asked.
She blinked.
"'Eighteen twenty-one,' Sebastian swore softly.
Lucian released her.
The music resumed, and she disappeared into the dancers.
"'That was unpleasant,' Sebastian said.
"'Yes.' "'What is this place?' Lucian looked toward the staircase.
a collection of people of nights.
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