After the oath, there was one more ritual to be done. A ritual were King Zavian had to draw my blood and have a taste of it so we are bound completely.
I was a little scared when the time came. In front of everyone he stepped closer to me and lifted up my veil, my eyes met his like fire and Ice. He swept the whips of hair from my shoulder to the back, to make space for his bite. His cold fingers brushed my skin sending sparks over my body.
I watched silently as he lowered his head down towards me, he didn't have any emotions in his eyes. They were hidden so well that even I couldn't see them, or maybe he really didn't feel anything.
His mouth opened showing off the sharp fangs that I hadn't seen before, his eyes had turned into a darker shade in a split second.
My eyes closed as I
