Now Kristian was dragging her along an unlit corridor. It feels like a lifetime… and suddenly, helplessly, she sat down at the table and began to cry. Mixed with the vibrant scent of the living, the powerful tang of death and congealed blood weighed coldly in the back of his throat. file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Freda%20Warrington%20-%20A%20Taste%20of%20Blood%20Wine.
I thought someone had abandoned her. Kristian felt the savage wrench of pain, felt the blood bubbling in the wound, choking him. Then Karl spoke. Are you sure? Very well, Charlotte.
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