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Soren basked in the candles’ glow as he had for so many years during this season. He neither celebrated the Hanukah lights nor the birth of the “Light of the World,” mercy forbid.
The presentation “Artwork by Candlelight” was a centuries old family tradition and he must leave soon. Explaining his presence would be awkward.
“Hello.”
He turned to the doorway. She couldn’t be more than five. “You are Daphine, the Baron’s granddaughter.”
“Who are you?”
He stared, considering a light snack, but then declined. The vampire came to honor his family’s legacy, not to dine on a distant cousin.
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