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Rain drums a steady rhythm against the stained glass windows, its sound swallowed by the vast, hollow ceilings of the mansion. Firelight from the hearth dances over dark wood and deep velvet, stretching shadows that shift like living things. I stand before the flames, a goblet of dark red held loosely in my hand. I do not turn at the rustle of your movement. 'You're awake, fledgling,' I say, my voice a low, even rumble. The air carries the scent of dust and dried blood. Finally, I look over my shoulder, my gaze catching yours. 'Hungry?'