Chapter 33

• Ignis adjusted his tie, pausing. He took a handkerchief out of his pocket and dabbed his forehead. His demeanor vaguely reminded her of Reign. Although they had similarities, the latter had grace she didn’t want to admit after what she had just seen.
• “What? What occurred?” Marc strode over. “Stop stalling. Tell me what happened.”
• “I have no knowledge of what exactly happened. I can’t reverse the memory he wiped off. Only he can do that, I’m afraid. By him, I mean the vampire you just saw over there.”