He continued thoughtfully. My concept of the reluctant vampire sprung from a rabid obsession with medieval history, especially the pre-Renaissance era of the Black Plague. The father would be all steel. The rain smelled of the Tyrrhenian Sea, which lay only a few paces beyond the manor's white sea-soaked walls. ‘Shocked you, have I? We weren’t mealy-mouthed in my day, my boy. " At this juncture, two women, very smartly attired in silk hoods and cloaks, appeared at the door of the Lodge.
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