A delicate taste
Illyria was looking at me, shocked.
“What is he talking about?” She asked.
“It means, he was turned years ago, twenty one to be exact. Am I wrong, Nicholas?” he growled at me. This kid doesn’t know what he’s getting himself into.
“Was it Cassius?” Illyria asked, walking towards me.
“Yes, after you were born, he turned me in exchange for you. I wanted to be immortal, to live forever.”
“You think living forever is great? It’s a nightmare,” Kieran seethed, his eyes glowing in anger. Eliphas looked away without saying a single word.
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