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Chapter 41 - The Dhampir Queen
When she returned to the lobby where her cousins were waiting, Theora felt a bit strange. She could still feel the taste of that blood lingering on her lips, and although she had double-checked herself in the mirror, she couldn't help but feel like it was obvious she'd just been drinking blood. It felt like she'd done some shameful act, and she couldn't shake the thought. It was silly because she knew for a fact there was no blood to be seen, and anyway, her cousins already knew what she'd come here for. When she stepped back into the lobby after Ruphus, she found her cousins right where she'd left them, both enjoying a cup of tea while Nessadora was behind the desk, apparently busy filling out paperwork. "Theora!" Mymesia exclaimed, jumping to her feet. "How was it?" "Interesting," The
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