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The Vampire King Apollyon
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The ghost child almost showed almost all of her baby teeth as she broke out into a wide smile, reminding him of Luna's.
He abruptly looked away, and he lifted a hand to his face, rubbing the moisture leaking from the corner of his eyes.
Apollyon couldn't stand this distinct, overwhelming emotion bubbling up inside his chest.
The trust in those piercing yet gentle Prussian blue eyes almost blew his mind away.
He swore his protective instincts would kick in if he saw flesh and blood of this young lass who reminded him of his wife.
Why did she smile and laugh so much?
What was so funny?
Feeling self-conscious suddenly, Apollyon rubbed his cheek if there was dirt in them.
