Taking your leave of Yves, you return to your haven, your mind spinning with thoughts of the woman dressed as a man. The thought of her disturbs your day's rest, and you find yourself desiring to see her again. Unfortunately, these nightdreams are often accompanied by a certain foreboding…wondering what it means for a vampire to be infatuated, and with a mortal no less.
I head to Jackson Square.
I brush off these thoughts.
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