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It was like waking from a nightmare, a terrible dream that plagued her, but instead of waking alone, she was with her coven. Her family. Family. After all those years alone, only seeing Lestat for a few nights at a time, she now had true family.

The blood had taken hold of her heart, changing her, transforming her. Rose looked to Viktor, as she was unable to see these changes on herself, she could see them take root in him. He complexion was paling, and he resembled his father a bit more, only in the sense that Viktor no longer looked human, but preternatural, as Lestat did. Still held by so many, her hand reached up to touch Lestat’s cheek, her look purely apologetic. Sorry that she hadn’t been strong enough to face her demons alone. The plan had been for Pandora and Marius to switch off with her and Viktor, giving them both blood, changing them together by feeding and drinking, the old way to make them strong. But she hadn’t been unable to survive the draining and drinking cycles, and now her mind would forever be locked to Lestat.

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