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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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