My dearest girl,’ said the vampire finally, examining Lord Maccon with an exhausted but appreciative eye, ‘such a banquet. Never been one to favor werewolves myself, but he is very well equipped, now, is he not?’Miss Tarabotti gave him an arch look. ‘My goodies,’ she warned.Humans,’ chuckled the vampire, ‘so possessive.

The ill-informed masses included her own family among their ranks, a family that specialized in being both inconvenient and asinine.

She filed the image away as an excellent and insulting question to ask the earl at an utterly inappropriate future moment.

I never gossip. I observe. And then relay my observations to practically everyone.

How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.