Iโm beginning to sense a theme,โ Mircea said, tossing his suit coat over a buckskin-covered chair. A moose head with huge, outspread antlers loomed over it, its bright glass eyes looking oddly lifelike in the low light. Mircea took in the room, his expression slightly repulsed yet fascinated. โI believe there is only one thing to say at this point.โ Whatโs that?โ Yee haw,โ he said gravely, and took me down like a rodeo calf.
Karen ChanceMy lord...I can explain-," Louis-Cesare began, looking less than certain that he could do anything of the kind. Radu held up a hand. "I am sure there is a perfectly good reason why my niece is naked and tied to her bed. I am also equally certain that I do not wish to hear it".
Karen ChanceIs there anyone in this apartment who hasnโt seen me naked?โ I demanded, grabbing the sheet and the phone. โI genuinely hope so, Cassandra.
Karen ChanceThey always assumed that I did not speak. That I could not. So many had plotted my death, discussed it, laughed about it, even while I was in the same room, because they assumed I was mindless. Like one of the failures of their kind, born mad. But I was not a failure. I was what I was supposed to be. I was dhampir. And they never lived to tell anyone they were wrong.
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