When we reached the Western Raven Courtyard, the vampire king, Andres was already waiting for Hera. Their eyes met and something fleeting passed between them. There was an odd sense of familiarity between them.
“King Andres,” She greeted with a mock bow. “You are already here.” Her lips lifted in a vicious smile, “Seems like my technique worked.”
He narrowed his eyes, his expression growing colder, “If anything happens to them, I swear I will rip you to so many shreds, you won't be able to count.”
Hera snorted, “I have already made the magical pact. Why are you still so worked up, King Andres?” She walked up to him and placed her hand on his shoulder, “This duel will be just between you and me.” The smile she gave him, sinister yet alluring. Damn! It made my skin crawl. When she fought
