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2024-10-29 19:42:56Jan.22.2021
Lyra.
Lyra sat silently at the dining table eating her bowl of cereal, she kept a separate bowl for marcel who she could hear approaching from his room. For a vampire, he'd seemed to enjoy staying awake during the daytime rather than at night.
"Good morning love." Marcellus whistled as he sat across Lyra, dragging the bowl of cereal to himself.
"Good morning Mr Marcel."
"I told you not to call me that."
Lyra chuckled but upon remembering what she'd had in mind to ask him, she spoke again,"what does a pureblood and half blood mean?"
"Why would you want to know that?" He asked with a frown plastered on his face.
"Leon said something about that and I'm curious to know. Please? Pretty please?" She pleaded with puppy dog eyes, pouting and batting her eyelashes.
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