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Start the evening looking for fun, end the morning begging forgiveness.
“Well…” Rikard dropped his voice to an intimate purr. “I am a vampire. Drinking blood does rather come with the territory. But I am very gentle when I dine these days, I assure you.” Merely the slightest hint of fang showed in his easy smile. “I only take what can be spared.” “The self-serving justification of every burglar, slaver, racketeer, and tyrant throughout history.”
Lying was a sin, apparently, unless you did it outrageously and persistently enough, in which case it qualified as scripture.
No, we smile. Not a skull’s rictus, you are not graded on acreage of teeth.
