VAMPIRE LORD, TRISTAN BLACK.
Once I had hung up the phone, I looked at the woman sitting across from me and began to laugh. "Hat's off to you, my Queen. You played your part magnificentley," I said. She smiled widley, her blonde hair framing her pretty face as she began to shimmer and change. The air around her vibrated with magic. "It was my pleasure," Mab said as her face became her own once more. We discussed the plan for tonight, and I asked Mab her price for her help. We may be old friends, but I knew better than to expect the assistance of such a powerful being for free. She sat thoughtfully for a moment, swirling her glass of champagne absetmindedley. "I would like the witch," she said after a few minutes. "Which witch?" I asked, confused as to whom she meant. "The one that is usua
