81The ardeur fell on us, and we fell into the water. I finally tried the truth. If I'd taken blood from him it would have left him colder, but the ardeur wasn't blood, and it didn't mind sharing its warmth with those who fed it well. Richard let go of Damian's hair, and the vampire sprang up off the floor.
I'd seen that particular trick a thousand times, but this time I screamed. Still, convincing his son not to become a vampire had earned me brownie points. I looked past him to the vampire who was still draped against the pillows. Truth and Wicked have no masters, do you? The blond looked at Malcolm, and there was such hopelessness in his face.
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