Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke. ‘You are related to General Lord Charvill?’ ‘Monsieur le baron, he is my grandpére,’ she confirmed. But eventually Spurlock laughed. Nowadays, from the looks of it, people were lining up to become vampires. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke.
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