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He felt a flash of disappointment when Ancelin didn’t immediately suggest they track down Masquerade and perform a little bloodletting. He should’ve known better, based on his brother’s earlier remarks. Atreus glanced away, frowning.

But then he brought his gaze back, brow scrunched a little in thought. He wanted Masque’s blood for quite a specific reason: payback for harming him. What compelled his brother to make such macabre remarks? Atreus wasn’t overly fussed about it. In fact, he was morbidly curious.

What do you mean? he repeated before guessing, You wanna drink someone’s blood?