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Aleera  Drăculești walked up to her father, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. It was just before dusk, the sun not nearly set. Her father was always an early riser. He was watching the people outside, the servants and guests as they prepared for the night. Five years now since they became strigoi. Five years he has been looking out this very window. "Papa, you are up early." Aleera smiled as she stood next to the other strigoi. She looked out the window and spotted the woman he was watching. "Cătălina?" "Da, always up before the sunsets." He chuckled and looked out the corner of his eyes at his daughter. Her bright red ey