They had been married for well over one hundred years. To write under a pseudonym!—to be forced to disown his children! He could not write under his own name, enjoy the fruits of fame should these tales prove successful. Annabel passed on with a strained nod to her sister, and Sir John’s bow was a miracle of icy displeasure. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. “What about blood banks? Have you ever tried them?” “I don’t just take blood, John.
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