We?" I asked. Of course. I'm not leaving you alone on this, no matter what. You know I'd never abandon you.
Richelle MeadI sighed and gestured toward him. "I'll take him." In an undertone, I added, "Don't let me down, Zmey.
Richelle MeadFine, I guess it's ok then. Go ahead." "Huh? What's ok?" "It's okay if you marry my brother.
Richelle MeadIf you're Strigoi," the boy interrupted loudly, "then why don't you have horns? My friend Jeffrey said Strigoi have horns." Dimitri's eyes fell not on the boy but on me for a moment. Again, that spark of knowing shot between us. Then, face smooth and serious, Dimitri turned to the boy and answered, "Strigoi don't have horns. And even if they did, it wouldn't matter because I'm not a Strigoi.
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