Margaret could hear her father's raspy breath as he scolded her the other day about her encounter with Marcus. He had asked repeatedly if what she was doing would benefit the Goldbane family in any way, and she had been somewhat hesitant to tell him it would, but that the benefits would be enjoyed by her alone.
She resisted the urge to laugh. Telling her father something of that nature would have his hair falling of his scalp in several places and have him frothing at the mouth in aggravated dispositions. Her father had never been a friend of the Bloodtooths and every single vampire and specie in the realm recognised this. This had never bothered her that much up until this very moment, she had found what she never knew she was looking for, it was sitting pretty in the Bloodtooth family,
