“Come, we must go home and have some luncheon. ” Annabel pulled up her veil. The vast mirrored chamber, with its four little square window bays, two either side of the large raised dais that led to the French doors, was very full of company for the start of the Little Season. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. There must be ways of getting rid of him. ’ ‘Yes, she duped me finely,’ agreed Gerald. My father died a year ago, by the way. ‘Very well, never mind. She had felt deserving of the punishment, as he had been mainly concerned that she would be killed by accidentally falling into the pit, but it was a terrible insult.
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