Chapter 3 – The Devil's Tortilla
"Hello Lunace Prince, or shall we call you the Devil's Tortilla?" the Prince of New York mocked me
"What do you want?"
"You're part of the Underworld Government too, are you trying to run away and quit so you can make your own made-up Underworld Government just so you can be better than us? We saw what you wrote and read everything of your books, quite stupid I might say."
Even as for a Prince it was a woman.
"Look, I am just trying to run my own business, this Macabre is also part of the Underworld Government they all know that. Here, have a drink, it's been in the house since the almighty Noblesse Prince of New York City's Darkness came upon me."
"I do not practice eating cattle, Prince."
"It's human blood, I lied so the cops won't fuckin' kill me for this kind of sick shit they might think. Even the vampires here know that. The humans... don't."
"OH~! You devil! That's rather quite the deceitfully wise mind you have there! Now THAT is a Lunace! Not one of those 'I'm baby' e-girl goths on the internet." She sighed, "Anyways, I just wanted to check how you were doing, no hard feelings. Thanks for drinking honey, I hope we cross paths again..."
"I hope not as well Princess of New York City."
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