Chapter 3-1

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Chapter 3 Seymour stretched, naked, on the long, enormous bed as he came to awareness. Still so weak. Would he ever get his full strength back? For years he’d been preserved. Not dead but not living. It had taken his servant many years to revive him, bring him back even this far. It was worse than when he’d been a new vampire. And when finally he’d awakened from his healing sleep, his servant had to hold cups of blood to his lips like he was an invalid. He supposed he had been, really. He’d been lucky to survive the attack on him. Sitting up, he looked around the dark room, remembering where he was. Not England anymore. His servant had brought him to Italy several months ago and now he stayed in this old home. The door of the room opened. “Master Seymour?” “I am awake.” An overhead

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