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Creasing her brows, Elle stared curiously at him. She somehow could not believe him. And she could not help but wonder if he was just exaggerating. And why was it so? There was no way her blood was that special… that one of a kind. She was just like everyone else. A human. Elle truly could not think of any reason why her blood would be that special. She thought that perhaps, this was just his way of scaring her. So, she would develop some fear and be more wary of the vampires.

Elle wanted to write the words, 'You must be the only one thinking my scent or my blood is one of a kind.' She believed that even though she was another country's royalty, there was really nothing special about her compared to other humans. But he did not give her a chance to write the words.