The blood of a young warrior would have been a rare delight even for the Queen herself, and for Alexandreina, it was the drug to end all drugs. Power and euphoria coursed through her, and a sense of superiority such as she had never felt before: not even when Prince Vlad had personally appointed her… appointed him as boyar. Nor was this a mere hallucination of power: the life-energy gathered in his soft, diminished muscles, where he willed it to become matter. The seams at his shoulders were strained and ruptured, and his whole bodice became uncomfortably tight as his upper body increased in stature, but he continued until the last iota of life had been sucked from his victim.

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