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"Do you fear for your life?" Sabastian asked Elizabeth.

"No. Harsh words were said, but they were not meant. Time will heal this wound, it always has.

"Enough of this, come see the things I'm stealing from you," she said.

"It amazes me that you can say that with such enthusiasm."

"Well, they're not my things being stolen," she answered with a smile and light touch of his arm.

Elizabeth took him to the second floor. There she had cleared out all the rooms and refilled one with the belongings she coveted. She had taken a large amount of jewelry.

"Is there anything here you want back?" she asked.

"I told you, I have already taken all the things that were valuable to me."

"I'll pay you for the..." she said before Sabastian interrupted.

"One of our kind is outside."

"Not the guards?"

"No. One of them left after I arrived, he has returned with another."

"Male or female?"

"Female. She is angry."

"Probably because you are here."

"She is entering the house."

"I suspect it's Night. The pretentious and ruthless vampire that Thomas named to head the Enforcers. I never liked her and certainly wouldn't have promoted her to that post."

"Well, I look forward to being introduced. She is on her way up."

"Bethany," Elizabeth said as she entered the room. "How nice to see you again.

"My name is Night," she replied. She was average height and thin, with hair so black it bordered on purple. She dressed in tight fitting leather.

"I like what you've done with your hair," Elizabeth goaded. "But it must cost a fortune to cover up that common brown you were born with. Where do you get it done?"

"I'm not here on a social call, Elizabeth. I'm here to discuss your guest. You know your confinement doesn't allow for guests," she said, attempting to minimize the significance of Sabastian.

"Well, let me introduce you, perhaps you will change your mind" said Elizabeth. "Sabastian, Beth... I mean Night. Night, Sabastian."



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