Ruthless King

at actions you take, your identity as a creature of terror and fear remains

eviled individual in attendance. Her transgression? Inciting the wrath of

ated through the dense forest. The only activity that seem

ed himself to rise and come to his daughter's aid, th

t grip on Emaline. Despite the force of the blow, the vampire refused to release her prey. Evelyn assiste

, her eyes a fiery shade of red. Evelyn recoiled as the vampire's hand made con

r let out a piercing scream of agony before collapsing to the ground. Emaline overheard he

the rear wall of his home. Evelyn bore witne

yielding grasp of the vampire, her heart heavy with the

ling to break free. "You!" she gasp

ing against her grip. "Release my parents!" she cried o

e's sharp claws, which were piercing h

e expressions of the individuals underwent a transformation, shif

as peculiar, drawing their noses towards her with an irresistible pull. The aroma was intoxicating, a rare olfactory delight that only gr

is Majesty! I'm sure every vampire in this area will go after

drain her of her precious life force. In a swift and decisive move, his fell

ll behead you!" Emaline could feel the anger boiling inside of her, threatenin

Just kill me!" Emaline shout

an." The words had been spat at Em

t out a der

rilous predicament was a direct result of her action

onger discern who was speaking. All she understood was th

he declared, sweeping her hand down the length of her tor

's parents lay in contentment as they listened to their da

The vampires appeared to take issue with her spirited demeanor. The

caught her off guard. "You insane woman!" The vampire emitted a snort. Ema

ne; he appears to be dead, and being dead impl

face as soon as the vampire began to speak, even though she co

r's face. The news of her father's passing hit her like a physical blow, leaving her reeling and disoriented. It

ath. Her attackers showed no mercy, striking her repeatedly with brutal force. She felt helpless and alone, wonderi

kable torture. Their cruel methods were intended to hasten their journey t

of weightlessness, as if h

ne heard some say firmly, "You should carry her!" Emaline

adrift. Her body was utterly crushed, as if a bulldozer had run over he

et no sound escaped her lips. Her strength failed her when it cam

the gravity of their precarious situation. In the not-too-distant future,

ves of others. Emaline held herself responsible. As the vampire lifted her, a wave of nausea washed over her, threateni

no discernible sense of morality. Their actions were nothing short of heinous. Their demea

h was on for the blood of the woman in question." Emaline gritted her

emained composed, for her heart ached

s among the living or had passed on. The only thing that held any significance to her was the act of

t be stopped!" As Cromwell was lifting her, someone spoke

bound it with a delicate handkerchief. Despite E

was not his intention to cause her any harm, for he was a creature of great strength and c

d in Cromwell's unyielding hold, unable to break free from his iron grip. The vampire's hold on her was so

rents. Tears welled up in her eyes. The gusts of wind relentlessly pummeled her delica

sty retreat. Her senses were heightened as the presence of the other vampires made itself know

e ultimate prize, and they wou

while we wait for the King's decision." Emaline yearned to listen to their conversation furt

ed to surrender to exhaustion, allowing her to finally find some much-nee

ound herself transported to the realm of her dreams, where the man who had always

to Emaline, she instinc

words pierced through the air, heavy with accusation and pain. The you

lared, her voice shaking with emotion. The woman was

n her face. "What do you mean, my beloved?" Emaline found herself

he vivid imagery of her subconscious mind. With the exception of the gentleman'

tance! The impact of your race has been felt deeply by not only myself but also my parents. The mere presence of you or any o

ipped away. Perplexed at first, he soon came to realize what was transpiring. The object of his affectio

mination not to succumb to his desires. She lingered in the recesses of

movement from the man. The dissatisfied man in her

desire to provide solace, he found himself unable to offer any comfort. Should he

gaze upon her as she wept and murmured phrases that o

cowl as he raged against the person who

gh his veins, yet he found himself unable to approach her. His jaw dropped in stunned silence. He was consu

d was a mistake they wo