Azmi politely bowed, glad that the information hadn’t induced frenzy. He had told the truth, something he had always tried to do in regards to his heritage. The only thing he had not mentioned was that Azmi himself was not immune to the bonding that might occur though repeated ingestion of vampire blood.
More than a few of his brothers had fallen to the addiction that came with Kindred blood.
“Farewell, until you call for me Lord Reeve.”
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