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... dging from her happy expression when she’d left, I’d guessed that nothing of note happened.

And thus, Irina and I made our way back to the bungalow without making any detours. After all, my parents must have been worried sick after sending off their only son to meet one of the world’s most powerful Vampires. Furthermore, there wasn’t anything I wanted to do in the Everwinter House.

So logically, we shouldn’t encounter any roadblocks on the way back.

Alas, fate worked in m ...

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