The vampire drew himself up. “Do you doubt my Master’s honor?” “No,” Adam said. “But I won’t trust the self-control of vampires I don’t know when presented with prey that looks like this.” He waved a hand at Harris, who raised a good-looking eyebrow. “Sorry,” he apologized. “This is really what I look like. I don’t have enough magic to keep up glamour.” When things might get dangerous and I might need every ounce of power I’ve got, the goblin pilot didn’t say. Probably the vampires wouldn’t hear the unspoken message—and if they did, likely they’d understand the reasoning behind it. Harris
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