I looked into Damien’s confused eyes, a warmth spreading through my chest."Because you are the first to give my bloodline the respect it's due," I answered, my voice quiet but firm.He stared for a moment, then gave a bitter smile. "Just for respect?""In North America, I was a tool," I said, sitting up, feeling the sting in my shoulder. "Used, betrayed, and sent here as a sacrifice. But you are different.""I'm the first to treat you like a queen?""Yes." I looked at him. "And so, my blood chose to protect you."Damien was silent for a long time. Finally, he stood."In that case, I should return the favor." He walked to an ancient safe. "Give me your hand."I held out my hand. He gently took my wrist, then used a small silver knife to slice open his own palm.Deep red blood dripped onto my wound.Instantly, a powerful energy surged into me."Is this… Source Blood?" I asked, shocked."The Source Blood of the Evernight Monarch," he said, his voice low and serious. "It will awaken what'
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