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Chapter Forty-Five
Cook sat guarding the door, Ciaran always had one of them watching the grounds no matter the time, barrier or no barrier. It was boring work and the young vampire was bored out of his mind, the others had gone to the ballet. He wasn't upset about being left behind, the people and the new noises were sometimes too much for him with his newly heightened senses. Charles came downstairs carrying an empty tray, he watched Elizabeth following him in her housecoat, hair loose around her slim shoulders. She hesitated for a moment when she saw the other vampire, he was watching her with that slightly hungry look all minions seemed to have around her. They made their way into the kitchen, Elizabeth grabbed a copper cup from the cabinet to fill with water. Charles sat the tray on the counter, h
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