Chapter 84 Curse Be Damned

❀ Maeve ❀

His dark, crimson irises were deadened, nothing like the animated red of Nikolai’s. Or the ever-present glint of Drusilla’s.

A flowing leather coat rasped against the ground after him. His shirt and pants were tailored to perfection. Limp black hair swept back made the angles of his face...

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