“There are many blood-drinking creatures deep underground.” Osric sounded enchanted by the thought. “The knife marks on his body were probably a diversion to cover up how it really fed. It was a foolish choice. The Nasty should have known no one but a Noble Fae from Blood House would have been able to wield a weapon like that.” Not true. Caedo tightened affectionately around my arm. They are fools. They certainly were.
