Chapter 9 The clans decision

Eliora pov

I paused in front of my bedroom mirror, zipping up my favorite boots with a quick flick of my wrist. I couldn't help a small, dry smile as I replayed the throne room scene in my head. Dad spitting right in Lestat's face? Absolute cinematic gold. The vampires had hauled a half-dead Lucien...

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