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NIANOR'S POV
"Hemera's mother is dead," I argue.
Ambrogio cackles and shakes his head. "No, no, she's very much alive. She and her husband are at my home now. They have their own wing to live in. No, I made a deal with them. I'd let them live a somewhat normal life, and I'd stay away from Hemera, and in return, Nova would willingly let me have some of her blood. It's an elegant arrangement, wouldn't you say?"
I swallow thickly as my eyes dart around. Should I try to run? He just seems to want to talk, but what if he's just buying time? Then again, I doubt I could outrun him if he decided to follow after me.
He clicks his tongue and shakes his head. "Nia, I told you, I'm not going to hurt you. Oh, I just thought of something! Yes, with me here, Luther has managed to sway the majori
