“You!” Celestine yelled to Lilliane once they were settled in the car. “Have you misplaced your damn intellect? You can’t tell a room full of vampires you would be affirm with wedding them. You fair can’t talk for us like that.”
Lilliane rolled her eyes. “Sylvester made a bargain. We can’t precisely go against it.”
“Something is off-base with you,” Valentine wheezed. “I don’t recognize you. Are you feeling okay?”
Lilliane shrugged. “I’m fine. I fair think that this is being blown out of extent. Whether we live here, caught in one vampire bequest or in Italy, caught on a entire other vampire bequest, what is the difference?”
“Hmm, FREEDOM!” Celestine cried. “Drive as quick as you can, darling, some time recently my crazy small sister hops out of the car to go back to the vamps.”
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