In an effort to conceal my actions as much as possible, I chose not to venture into the town and instead feed on Millicent. This might seem callous, but it was not I who invited her into the tower room where she went mad upon the sight of me. Her life, such as it was, is most likely ruined. Being in the thrall I seem to have over those I keep between being bitten and being turned? It might have restored a measure of her sanity. Unfortunately, mother spied us, or so the scream indicated. Should she find out, it would be ruinous for her, but it might — in the balance — hasten my destruction by father.
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