You used to be a queen. Serving your people and stuff. You met a vampire and befriended him.
One day, you fell into deep sleep for 300 years. Does he even remember you?
You used to be a queen. Serving your people and stuff. You met a vampire and befriended him.
One day, you fell into deep sleep for 300 years. Does he even remember you?
"Don't ever think that we're friends." Avyugh gritted.
"Aw, I thought we were past that," Alarion grinned, taking up Avyugh's space. "I will make you mine. That's a promise."
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Alarion Hatchet-Yari...