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Henrietta looked as if she would walk away, but then she was on him, her lips pressed firmly on his. He had no time to react. She had moved so quickly, it had hardly been human.

Her lips were just as cold as her skin, but there was something magical about them. Grady felt lost in her kiss, and it was a feeling that he didn’t want to go away.

Then, she released him, and when Grady opened his eyes she was gone. He hadn’t heard her leave; he hadn’t felt her slip past him.

She had simply vanished.

Grady touched his lips, tasting blood. Yes, his lip was bleeding. He ran his tongue across it, making a face at the metallic taste. He shook his head.

Surely he had dreamed all of that. He blinked, wondering what had happened. That woman had been so terrifyingly beautiful. He had feared her, while at the same time wanting to be closer to her. Someone like that just couldn’t exist. She just couldn’t be real.

Yet her eerie presence still lingered in the air, and her words still hung heavy on his mind.

Everlasting power. Could that really exist?

Could she really give him everything he wanted?

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#TDWHO part one

Henrietta reached forward and grabbed Grady’s hand. Her skin was cold and hard, “I don’t think you quite understand what I am offering you, Mr. Vance.”

"I suppose not," Grady answered. "There are no magic spells. There’s no heaven, no hell. You’ll find it hard to convince me that immortality exists, Ms. Henrietta. I believe in little else."

Henrietta chuckled, “Do you believe in the things that go bump in the night?”

"What do you mean?"

Henrietta smiled, raising his hand to her lips. She kissed a finger, and then pulled it into her mouth. ”Christ!” Grady said, retracting his finger after he felt a sharp prick. Henrietta had bitten him, and she had drawn blood. “Are you out of your mind!?”

"Definitely," Henrietta responded, running her tongue over her lips as a drop of Grady’s blood threatened to escape. "Mmm, delicious." After a few moments, she sighed, "I want you to think about it, Mr. Vance. I want you to think about my offer. I could make you the most powerful man in Ireland. I could make you the most powerful man in the world. You just have to join me. I promise, it won’t take much, but you will receive so much."

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#TDWHO part one

"Eternity," Grady repeated her words. "Right."

Henrietta ran her finger down Grady’s chest, holding his gaze in her radiant eyes, “Merely eternity. A small price to pay for everlasting power.”

"You have a strange way of propositioning men, Ms. Henrietta."

"I don’t like to lose what is mine," She replied, simply. "It’s no fun to have a pet that dies in a short century. I’d much rather get to keep you."

Grady took a step back, “Alright, now I know you’re mad. You’ve had your fun, Ms. Henrietta, but it’s time that I should go.”

"So you’ve no interest in immortality?"

Grady froze, “There’s no such thing, Ms. Henrietta.”

Henrietta laughed her inhuman laugh again, covering her mouth with a hand, “Oh, Mr. Vance. You have no idea.”

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#TDWHO part one

"This, Mr. Vance, I can do," Henrietta purred.

Right,” Grady responded. His patience was up. “Listen, you are a beautiful lady, and I’m… honored that you’ve taken this special interest in me. But I’ve no time for you to waste, my dear. I need to work on finding a new woman that will be dumb enough to take me in, but first, I need to get some sleep.” He bowed his head slightly, “Have a good night, Ms. Henrietta.”

Henrietta took a step closer to him, and he felt almost as if he couldn’t move. He wanted to turn away, but he couldn’t. “I can give you power,” Henrietta said, softly. “Money, I can ensure that you will have it. You want people to know your name? I can make sure that the world fears it.”

Grady blinked, “How?”

"You just have to make a promise."

"What kind of a promise?" Grady asked, hesitantly. He didn’t know if he believed her. How could one girl do all of this for him?

Henrietta smiled, “A promise to be mine for eternity.”

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#TDWHO part one

"So you’re my fairy godmother, then?" Grady laughed, rolling his eyes in disbelief.

Henrietta rose an eyebrow, “I’m anything you want me to be. Now tell me. What is it that you want?”

"Fine, I’ll play your game," Grady said, annoyed. "Hell yes, I’m unhappy. I’ve just been thrown out of my home because my lovely fiancee found out I hadn’t been entirely faithful. So now Frisk and I are on our own again. I’m poor. I’m a nobody. You want to know what you can do for me? Put my name in history. I want to be someone, Ms. Henrietta. I want people to know my name. I’m tired of being pushed aside by anyone and everyone. I’m tired of being a nobody.”

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#TDWHO part one

Grady chewed nervously on his lip, “So, how do you know me? How do you know my name?”

The woman laughed, sliding off of the wall where she had been seated. She glided over to him, her long dress swishing in the wind. “I’ve been watching you,” She responded. “Tell me, Mr. Vance. What is it that you want?”

"What do I want?" Grady asked, becoming increasingly confused. "I want to know who you are.”

The woman sighed, “I am called Henrietta. But who I am is not important, Mr. Vance. It is what I can do for you that you need to focus on.”

"I don’t understand, Ms. Henrietta. What could you possibly do for me?"

"You aren’t happy," Henrietta responded. "Why?"

Grady snorted, “How do you know I’m not happy?”

"I know everything, Mr. Vance."

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#TDWHO part one

"W-waiting? For me?" Grady was confused. Who was this woman, and how did she know his name?

"Yes," The woman hissed, ignoring every raindrop as it fell on her face. She hadn’t blinked once.

Grady cleared his throat, “Your accent is unfamiliar to me. You aren’t from here, I gather?” The woman smiled. “Where are you from?”

"Everywhere," She responded, dreamily. She raised both of her hands to her face, humming lightly as she closed her eyes and tapped her cheeks with her fingertips. She inhaled, "Anywhere and everywhere, my dear Mr. Vance. I’ve seen the world; I’ve tasted the world." She grinned, her eyes popping open again, "Although, I’ve never tasted Irish."

"Nothing fancy about the food here," Grady responded, nervously. He had been both relieved and disappointed to have the woman’s eyes off of him for a moment. He found that he couldn’t quite pull himself away from the gaze.

The woman chuckled, “Oh, I don’t know. Something seems so delicious about the Irish.”

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#TDWHO part one