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“No, but I revel in the darkness.”

He seemed surprised. “You like what we are?”

I shrugged. “I do so far.”

“How old is Sunaria?”

“You’d better ask her that question.”

He chuckled.

“I want to open an orphanage,” I said.

“Where did that come from?” Marcus leaned forward. “And why?”

“For all the right reasons.”

“And the money?”

“Not an issue.”

“I’d like to help in any way I can.”

I gave a nod.

“We’ll have fun tonight, eh?” Marcus said.

I rested my feet on the seat opposite. “You look good.”

“Having to shave three times a day is bothersome, though.”

“As you’ve discovered, when we’re turned, we keep the same look, and as stubble is considered passé...”

“I’m feeling awfully dapper.” He pulled at his shirt collar. “You still haven’t told me where we’re going.”

“King’s Court.”

Marcus’ jaw dropped.

I slid down in the seat and closed my eyes.

“TheKing’s Court?”

I opened one eye. “Blue blood, I hear, is a delicacy.”

Chapter Fifty-Two

CIRCA 1500

I awoke to an indescribably awful noise.

An unearthly screeching resonated throughout the manor. Half-dressed, I flew out of bed, closely followed by Sunaria.

We found Rachel in the living room with a violin positioned under her chin.

“Hello.” She grinned at us, seemingly unaware of the terrible racket she had made.

I raised my eyebrows. “Hello.”