This is just the introduction. Don't let it put you off! =3
There was someone very important to her. This was the vital thing. The only question that bothered the vampire formerly known as Maladicta was: "Does she know that?"
Vampires, in their own special way, do have romance in their souls. They are not known for their excessive coyness (largely because they don't have any) and if a vampire has a thing for you, you can be sure of knowing about it, on oh so many levels. But Polly had never been a romantic person, and four years in the army hadn't helped a lot. This bothered Maladict. Although she would never admit it, even to herself, the vampire couldn't bear to see her little girl growing up – what had become of the wild, expensive romantic gestures that had characterised the last thirty years of her life as a free vampire? As the undead became more acceptable, did they become less thrilling, too?
The hell they did.
Corporal Maladict poured herself another cup of coffee and planned.