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In her youth, Verinia was a witch not very gifted with either witchcraft abilities or attractive appearance: fair-haired, plump, with a round, forgettable face. It is only in fairy tales that witches are exceptionally beautiful with jet-black or fiery red hair, but in life they may be no different from ordinary women. After all, a witch who is difficult to identify will live a long and quiet life.True, Verinia’s life could hardly be called calm. Especially when the Inquisition came into its own. She scoured everywhere, giving no rest to either witches or sorcerers. Even the vampires have subsided, watching from their hidden clan estates as the inquisitors prosper. Ordinary people either idolized the Inquisition or feared it to the point of trembling, but they were united in one thing - in their hatred of representatives of the dark forces.And from then on, things went extremely badly for Verinia: her shop, where the woman sold her love and healing potions, closed, people started poi
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- Pour me your miracle potion.The hostess handed the young man a large glass of broth and looked at him carefully. It seemed to Ira that the two easily communicated without words. Tristan's strange behavior unnerved her. After all, yesterday the young man seemed so sweet and charming. The girl's heart began to beat faster just from the memory of the touch of his lips.Tristan grimaced and downed his glass in one gulp. Ira frowned.“Tristan,” she called out to the young man.But he just gave the glass to the hostess and left the room in deathly silence.Tristan wandered around all night, not understanding how to cope with his unexpected weakness. How disgusting it is that right now he gave Telvisina his word that he would not feed on people. If he quenched his thirst, he could fight the pull of that green-eyed surprise. What if... no? He had never been so shaken by someone's scent before. Not since the day he turned into a vampire.Gradually, the crazy desire released him, but Tristan
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The place turned out to be incredibly beautiful.- Maybe we should settle here? – Ira asked herself.Because of the sound of her voice, the girl did not hear a suspicious crunch. A low growl caught her attention too late. As Ira turned towards danger, large fangs clicked in her face. Closing her eyes, she recoiled, falling to the ground and expecting an attack.But nothing happened.Opening her eyes, Ira saw in front of her a muscular, golden-wheat side, dotted with black spots. The tall, graceful jaguar flattened his ears and a threatening hiss came from his throat. The wolf stood nearby, shaking his head, greenish-scarlet blood dripping from deep scratches onto the grass. The creature spread its paws wider for a comfortable position, and again rushed to the attack. Ira watched in amazement as the wild cat came to her defense. The jaguar took off in a graceful leap and knocked down the wolf, gnawing its powerful jaws into the defenseless throat of the enemy.The creature squealed as
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“Alika, as I understand it, this is exactly that girl,” the young man standing behind his friend softly remarked.The petite beauty nodded hesitantly.“Well, then I’ll return to the hall, since our guest... is not alone,” Alika picked up the hem of her sea-green muslin dress and went home. Ira looked after her in surprise, amazed at the coldness in the girl’s voice.The brunette coughed, attracting the guest's attention.“It’s strange, but Tristan didn’t tell me anything about the convert,” Ira felt a little uneasy under the gaze of his dark eyes.The instant change in the young man’s behavior did not go unnoticed. This brunette was clearly not as simple-minded as he seemed at first glance.But then a bright, gentle smile appeared on the face of the dark-eyed young man. Ira didn’t even notice how the corners of her lips twitched in response, and her tense shoulders relaxed.- What is your name, beautiful stranger? - the brunette asked. “My name is William, I am the first assistant and
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- You do not remember anything? – the adviser turned to Ira in surprise.- Absolutely!- When did Tristan find you?- A few days ago. I do not know exactly.- And they were chasing you?- Yes. But I can’t connect events without remembering anything,” the girl sadly lowered her eyes.- Ira, if I help you remember, will you promise that you will play the role that I ask you to play?The girl was surprised.- Do you really need this scoundrel that much?“Yes, and you yourself will understand in time why,” William smiled sadly, and the girl realized that for some reason Tristan was dear to this young man.“Okay, I agree,” Ira collected her thoughts.William asked her to sit on the chair. The brunette himself stood behind him, putting his hands to the girl’s temples, and quietly whispered words she couldn’t understand. At first, Ira didn’t feel anything...Ira opened her eyes. She was lying on a wide bed in a richly furnished room. A room of this size could only be in the estate of aristoc
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- Why did you start all this?The vampires stood on a small balcony entwined with wild grape vines. Here there was a magnificent view of the lands of the Tantario clan: green meadows with plowed fields and light spots of villages, islands of dark, pine forests and the sparkling surface of a fast-moving wide river. From the ground, looking at the ancient castle made of light gray stone, silvering under the sun's rays, this balcony was not visible. It just seemed that the roof of the low turret was overgrown with vines.This balcony was one of Tantario's favorite retreats. Here the lord remained alone with his thoughts, no one disturbed him, allowing him to admire the magnificent view. Tristan found himself thinking that his love of nature had not changed at all since Ezelia turned him into a vampire. The blond remembered a recent adventure when, having reincarnated as a jaguar, he immediately won the heart of the quarrelsome and unapproachable Ira. At the thought of the girl, Tantario’
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This time, Ira chose a less luxurious, but equally beautiful dress: delicate lilac silk was decorated with darker patterned patterns over its entire surface, the skirt went down to the floor in numerous waves, and the corset was held in place only by dark lilac chains covering the shoulders. Involuntarily, the brunette admired her reflection. Traveling in Felix's baggy men's clothes, she completely forgot about her femininity.“Of course, I’m a vampire,” Ira thought and became even more depressed. There was a knock on the door of the room. The girl got up, put on her favorite leather boots - you couldn’t see them under her dress anyway - and went to open the door.Alika stood at the door. The dark yellow velvet of the dress contrasted beautifully with the creamy white skin of the young vampire. Multi-colored eyes looked at Ira searchingly.“Today I invite you for a walk,” she said calmly.“But...The Lord forbade me to go outside the castle,” Ira answered, carefully choosing her words.
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Ilyana looked around. The lights of Kermalan were no longer visible. Left satisfied, the girl allowed herself to slow down a little. Her legs hummed, her ragged breaths escaping into clouds of steam into the cold morning air. The girl tried to move away from the city as quickly as possible. Soon the chase would begin for her, and Ilyana had to carefully think through her further actions. From the city that housed the main building of the Inquisition, it was very close to Witch Mountain. In two days she will reach the West Bank on foot, where she can buy provisions and clothing. In addition, this particular corner of the world was famous for its haven of witches and midwives, and Ilyana intended to visit some of them. Have a friendly chat, so to speak.Until this day, the girl perceived the world from the point of view of the law and faith of the Inquisition. Now she became curious - was the world really the way her mentors presented it to the young servant? Ilyana was angry at the tho
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