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Lucien’s Last Debt

The crypt beneath Greythorne Keep stank of old blood and silence older still.

Lucien moved slowly.

His boots scraped the wet stone floor.

Each echo reminded him: this was the last place vampires knelt.

Not in prayer.

In surrender.

The Fall of Frosthearth had scattered them—turned nobles to phant...