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contrasting fabrics complement each other and the corset gives me feminine shape,’ she retorted, head held high.
    ‘Eva , we are supposed to blend in, not stand out…’Sebastian sighed.
    ‘What does it matter ? We can out-run them; we can keep to the shadows and you can do that hypnotising trick anyway. Not a single person you have brought here to feed from has batted an eyelid at my nakedness… not one!’
    ‘Fine, come on then, but keep to the shadows for goodness sake. We don’t want the entire guard after us on the first night out.’
    The streets were frozen and all was quiet, but Eva knew where to find her prey. She could hear the laughter coming from the tavern, even though it was several lanes away.
    ‘This way,’ she said.
    Sebastian shook his head. ‘You can’t walk into the tavern dressed like that and the scents would overwhelm you. It is too soon. This way,’ he said, leading her in the opposite direction, down a quiet lane towards the square.
    Once again memories niggled at the back of Eva’s mind once they reached the square. She could see a large , dark stain on the raised stone platform, and could still smell the old iron tang of blood. She was simultaneously drawn to it and disturbed by it.
    ‘Eva , this way. We can’t stay here; it’s too exposed.’
    ‘What happened here? There is blood,’ she asked.
    ‘A death, a murder… there are many on the streets. The humans are fighting each other and we must make the most of it.’
    She paused and glanced back at the dark stain; she closed her eyes. It was something she should know about, something that affected her, she was sure, but she couldn’t place it. Sebastian was out of sight, round the corner , and she could hear a group of humans coming her way, so she darted out of the square and back into the shadows, scurrying down the lane after Sebastian.
    She smelt the woman before she heard her voice. She pulled up sharply and listened, her instinct telling her to spring round the corner and sink her teeth into the woman’s flesh and drink till she was quenched… but knowing her lover was there waiting for her, watching out for her reaction caused her to pause, smiling at her newfound control. Instead she slid round the corner as smoothly as a cobra winding its way through the tall grasses, hunting its prey, waiting for the right time to attack. 
    ‘And wha da we ave ere then?’ the woman said, her face lined with age and caked in cheap rouge. ‘A girl dressed like a boy or a boy tha looks like a girl?’ she cackled.
    ‘She’s mine,’ Sebastian said, stepping in front of Eva and partially blocking the woman from view.
    ‘As yer wish , but I’ll take it off yer ‘ands when ye get bored of it,’ the woman said. ‘She’ll make me a pretty penny in my ‘ouse o’ girls.’
    ‘It’s one of your girls I’ve come for actually. Could we have an hour upstairs?’ he asked.
    ‘Er too?’ the woman asked, nodding towards Eva.
    ‘Yes, she needs training ; you know how it is,’ he said to the woman with a slow cold smile.
    ‘They all do, little sluts,’ she laughed. ‘But you’ll ave to pay extra for ‘er.’
    ‘Of course. This should cover it,’ he added, placing several coins into the woman’s hand. ‘Eva, follow me,’ he commanded, turning and giving Eva a quick wink and soft smile, but Eva didn’t budge. There was something about the woman’s dress that seemed familiar. The curls of the golden brocade danced in her memory.
    ‘Eva? Come on,’ he urged.
    Finding it impossible to disobey, Eva followed Sebastian into the dirty house and up some stairs. The doors were all shut and the scent of human blood and sweat became overwhelming.
    ‘Seba…’
    ‘Shhh! Calm, be calm,’ he whispered, looking at her and cooling the burning inside her.
    ‘Yer can ave Marie tonight,’ the woman said opening a door into a stuffy bedroom , with a girl similar in age to Eva.
    ‘Thank you,’ Sebastian nodded, stepping into the