“Astrid, do you know what your task in life is?”
“Yes, Priscilla”
“Tell me”
“My task is to please the dark lord for the sake of my people”
“And who is the dark lord?”
“Nikolai Vastara, Drethen kingdoms 4th vampire king”
He finally stood before me, the man who I was taught about, the man who I heard several stories about, the man I would swear my life off to till eternity.
I couldn’t tell what he was thinking when he was looking at me, his face bore no expression whatsoever, my body became conscious of his presence, I began to shift uneasily for the feelings he gave to me despite not laying a single finger on me.
“Rise, my lady”
He finally spoke, the gruffness of his voice frightened my soul out of my body but at the same time made me feel like I was placed in brimstone. I rose and
