Thanks to Jean-Claude's centuries of frustrated study, I had a new weapon. She'd turned out to be a vegan. Richard's muzzle was buried deep into the warmth of the body, buried in the sweet things inside. Ma petite, what has made you so bold? It takes the three of us forever to do anything.
See, I am getting smarter. That one comment let me know that Ligeia's death meant a lot more to him than just another cruel death. He had his hands full of things, but still wasn't satisfied. Nathaniel stroked Damian's hair, over and over, the way you'd comfort a child.
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