SWEET BLOOD
One day, I will destroy you.
Levy eased onto the mattress, pressing close. Grace barely stopped herself from scooting away in disgust. “Now, sister dear, we have much to discuss.”
James remained in the shadows, bypassing huts and outdoor vendors pedaling their wares. Grace’s scent, so sweet…stronger now…so close…mixed with a hundred others. Some rotten, pungent. Some sweat soaked, some magic ripe.
Levy and her army were here. The moment realization struck, he stopped caring about stealth. He leaped into action, feet hammering at the ground. The citizens paused when they spotted him, some doing a double take. Murmurs soon arose.
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