The cold night air brushed against Lucien's skin as he stood by the arched window of his chambers, gazing over his moonlit kingdom. The scent of blood from the night's hunt lingered, but did little to stir his ancient hunger. His thoughts were instead drawn to the new presence in the castle—the human servant.
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11Courtiabliss
05/10/2024
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