Sold to the ruthless vampire king
ie's
d, tears streaming down my face. I coul
no match for the vampire soldiers. Their grip o
ther, who was crying alongside my little sister. She could not
egoat, used as bait for my father's illegal dealings with the vampire king. He had cheated the vampire king, and now the king had sent h
t want to have anything to do with other creatures. I had actually planned to get
anything. He just gestured with his hand that they could go, whi
carriage and locked the door. I banged on the doo
er through a little hole. He stared at the carriage w
et me go..." I begged, my voice now
e. They continued riding, and I didn't know
.
irping. The carriage had stopped, which made me confused. I peeped through the little hole
?" I asked myself, wond
. I steadied myself and looked around, only to find the dead bodies of the v
th tightly, not wanting to attrac
ling nauseated. I silently walked back to the carr
y harm. "Is this how I'll die?" I muttered unde
where outside my little village, let alone a
ng on the carriage. My body jolted, electrified. Immed
ales about the deadly creature that paralyzes its prey w
can't die like this!" I shouted,
so I thought. I heard the creature shriek and
es, but I didn't see any trace of magic around me. I lea
eak, I still thanked th
proaching the carriage, a
nd began to race through everything I thought I'd achieved in life-my educ
ed for the worst to happen when I su
ou alr
mbered stories of creatures like the "Mimica," which could mimic
et, it felt welcoming. Still, I didn'
other voice, de
re she's st
. How did they kn
ed. I heard a click sound, and then the door
on his chest. I almost flinched but stopped myself. I kept my eye
ing?" the seco
breathing is faint,"
red. Instead, I felt safe. His scent filled my senses, and I listened t
.
m cloth. Crawling to the entrance, I opened it and saw the two men sitting a
ey were cook
hile, studying them. "Can I tr
ach grumbled loudly. I realized I hadn't eaten anyth
e, laughing. Embarrassed, I quickly went back insid
the tent's wooden
for you to eat,"
through me. I didn't respond, st
t you," he a
self at the entrance of the tent. I op
onto mine, and my breath caught. His fa
felt like an eternity before he
muttered under my breath, quickly look