Chapter 71
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Centuries passed, but no matter what he tried, nothing worked. He refused to give up his fondest wishes, however. He would find a way to succeed!
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Eventually, de Vivar came up with the ideal solution: a sabor. But not just any sabor. This one must be worthy of a rege: either a Dragomir or a Lupescu. De Vivar would feed from him. It was a shame the vampyre he’d create would be unable to do so as well, but perhaps he would make the saborpart of their sex play. Either way, he would fuck her and she would conceive.
To this point, none of the women had been of any use, but he had no intention of giving up on his quest. Without a doubt this would do the trick.
Finally he’d learned of the perfect sabor: Phillip Small, a Lupescu who was strong and very well-made, and who, with De Vivar feeding him judicious amounts of his own blood, could well live five hundred years, more than enough time for his plans to come to fruition!