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When the doors opened I could see what looked more like the room of a video game addict nerd than the living room of a grandmaster, a large L-shaped desk with three screens, a water-cooled computer, and all the gadgets of an online gaming fanatic.

But beneath that inconsequential façade in the room, the woman sitting there was not at all vulgar, she was a beautiful brunette, and above all powerful. Pablo could smell the strength of the lineage in that woman. An eighth generation or a seventh? Strangely he couldn't be sure, it was as if more than one lineage came together in that woman. Had she committed devilry with an old man and survived, without reprisals from the council? This was something Pablo hadn't expected.

The other thing Pablo noticed was that the girl was naturally beautiful, it was not the result of physical modifications or vampiric powers, it was clear that she had already been a beautiful woman before being transformed.