Chapter 70

• Surprised, she gripped the railings with both hands. It was a mob, a mob of vampires and some humans who were trying to keep up with the pace of the former. They were holding up signs, which she could hardly make out in the dim light.
• The roars became louder as they approached the jet. The stairs quaked underneath her stilettos as the ground vibrated with their thundering footsteps. She tried to understand what was going on: these were protestors, demanding… to kill her.
• “She cursed the crown prince!”