“Who’s Anagenni?” We were sitting in the bedroom again. At first, Raphael had watched me in constant silence. I was the one who broke it, and now we spoke about different things while I worked. Well, Raphael did much of the talking, at my request. He told me of travels, of different parts of the kingdom even I hadn’t heard of. He said nothing of the Vampire Kingdom, but sometimes he’d allude to things which would set my curiosity ablaze. “Even the Monastery didn’t know,” I continued when he said nothing. Raphael snorted. “I suppose those fanatics wouldn’t. Anagenni is the goddess of death. The
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