Say AHHH

Though the shopkeeper had been rude, Mallory didn't believe he deserved death. She found it rather extreme. On the other hand, Hadeon was still stunned, captivated by the warmth of her hand holding his.

"I—I am sorry," the shopkeeper apologised with great difficulty. "I will give you a bowl of soup and bread for free. Why one? Take two bowls. One for the lady and one for the sire," he nervously smiled, ready to get rid of them. 

"Unfortunate or fortunately, I prefer nice warm blood to a bowl of soup," Hadeon replied, dissatisfied with the man's apology and he revealed his fangs as he smiled. The shopkeeper turned too nervous to the point of fainting on the ground, and the pureblooded vampire sighed. He murmured, "That wasn't fun at all."

Mallory was glad that it was over because they had attracted a fair amount of attention. With no money on their hands, it would mean they would have to scout for food in the forest, not that it was a bad thing.