His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. Your mother arrived, and she knew me for what I was, she whispered to me curses against werewolves and vampires when I was alone in a room with her. He was part of the firm Martyska, Seeberg, and Diedermayer. Imbecile. The miserable woman staggered, uttered a deep groan, and fell senseless on the straw. ‘Would you have me face my maker with that on my conscience? If I’d died, there’d have been no one to tell you, for your father would not have done.
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