She shifted a little so that she could look up at him. Self-preservation, you see; he attacked me, I needed his blood. A fire glowed in a cavernous grate. You are extraordinary, Charlotte, he said quietly.
She felt oppressed by her father's concern, Henry's incomprehension. Too sweet, to feel her energy burning into him, while she went limp and heavy in his grasp. Proud, unfettered, subject to no law. Take me there.
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