She-who-made-us said once that the scar saved his life, because without it, his hair was more blond than hers, his eyes more blue. His smile brightened and finally filled his eyes. And you brought her back here? He nodded. I'm sorry, but we were talking to the gentleman first, the man said.
It was very peaceful inside my head, very calm. Nathaniel grabbed Damian's other shoulder. Vampires living in a central location surrounding their master, the way Jean-Claude had it, was becoming a thing of the past. Not only would I get away from Arnet's questions, but I wouldn't have to dance with Micah, or Nathaniel, or anybody.
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