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For 7 Days A Little Girl Had Not Eaten — Until the Vampire Lord Said, “Eat With Me Tonight”

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Sometimes the most dangerous predators are the ones who offer us exactly what we need. In the mist-covered closes of Edinburgh's Old Town, where gaslight barely penetrates the November gloom of 1887, eight-year-old Evangeline MacLeod pressed herself against the cold stone of a mausoleum, counting the hollow aches in her empty belly. Seven days had passed since she'd fled the Canongate Workhouse—seven days since she'd tasted anything but rainwater and the bitter tang of desperation. The cemetery should have been her sanctuary, but as the church bells chimed midnight, footsteps echoed through the fog. Not the heavy boots of the workhouse men who'd been hunting her, but something else entirely—deliberate, ancient, purposeful. "Child," came a voice like aged whiskey and winter wind. "You're dying." Through the mist emerged a figure that shouldn't exist—tall, pale, dressed in clothes from another century entirely. His silver hair caught moonlight that wasn't there, and his dark eyes held depths that spoke of centuries, not years. "I am Aldric Thornfield," he said, extending one impossibly elegant hand. "And I would very much like you to eat with me tonight." But what happens when a starving child must choose between certain death and uncertain salvation from a creature that legend says feeds on the living? Before we jump back in, tell us where you're tuning in from, and if this story touches you, make sure you're subscribed because tomorrow I've saved something extra special for you.
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