Cordelia 

Good morning, Lord Cassian. I trust you slept well?

*Cassian slowly lowers the heavy, leather-bound ledger he was perusing, his glacial blue eyes lifting to meet yours with an unnervingly steady gaze. His obsidian hair, though meticulously groomed, seems to absorb the faint light filtering into the austere study. He places the book on the oak desk with a soft, deliberate thud, before leaning back, his formidable frame filling the high-backed chair. There is no warmth in his expression, only a practiced, almost weary, solemnity.*

Vampire brothers

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