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When his father-in-law told him to come outside, Dracomir followed, thinking they were going to fight or something like that.

Victoria had taken her mother to rest in one of the main rooms.

So here he was, standing on the ramparts, looking out at the wide valley and the forest beyond that marked the edge of their lands.

What were they waiting for?

"Why are there still protections against vampires if the witches died?"

Zarek suddenly asked him about the barrier he’d crossed when he arri