Music Recommendation: Heavens, what an afternoon- John Lunn
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In the past, whenever Allie Moriarty was in the presence of people who were not her family, her head was always slightly bowed. The small vampiress only stared at people without uttering a single word.
But today was different because she was no more a fangless vampiress.
One of the men at the table noticed Allie's fangs. Leaning toward his wife, he whispered, "The rumours seem to be untrue about the incident that took place in the Moriarty family."
"What are you murmuring about?" His wife asked, pausing her fork and looking in the direction where her husband was looking. She looked surprised, "Looks like it. I was sure that she was fangless and she had brought shame to the arrogant family."
As if two wasn't enough, another woman caught sight of Allie's fangs and remarked,
"Lady Annalise, your daughter is a lovely vampiress."
