“They’re brothers, those two. There used to be three of them. And they were all friends with Prince Alexei at the Vasiliev estate. We never got along, but for months, we just avoided each other. Things work…differently at Vasiliev. Different rules. Different procedures. And those three, they were getting away with murder. Literally. They made their own little blood farm for fun in this shack a few miles outside of the estate. Sometimes they’d forget to go check on the humans for weeks at a time, then they’d show up, and they’d all died of thirst or starvation, so they’d go back into the city
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