Henry’s glare was cold as ice. “I’m done here.” He turned and exited, head held high, not sparing me a backward glance.Faerry, on the other hand, took a slow, calculated look at me, her expression critical. “You’re pretty, in your way,” she said finally, “but you’ll need more than that to stand beside my king.”“Are you offering to help?” I asked, sensing an opportunity.“If you need hair and makeup, yes,” she replied. “Though nothing is ever free with vampires, as you should know by now.”“Good thing I’m not inclined to pay,” I replied with a smirk. “And for the record, if anyone’s going to try blackmailing me, let me make this clear: I’m not afraid to retaliate, and I do it instantly. I don’t wait for karma to work its way around.”“Hmm,” she said, raising a skeptical brow. “I can see the reputation forming. Petty, cheap, and ready to retaliate. Do you even share your pizza?”“Nope, never did,” I said with a grin. “I may not have grown up with money, but I’m not ashamed of being fru
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