Prologue

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Year 1490 Bulgaria

I turned 18 today. We had a party with my family. The guests were convinced that it was on my part. So it was in fact, although we also celebrated two years of my participation in the coven.My family fled Salem a few generations ago. They wanted a normal life, and here it was perfect.

Mom said we're the second last coven. And the first one will want to get rid of us.

I put on a green dress, fixed my hair and went to the dining room. After the gala dinner.My brother asked me to pack because we're going to Mystic Falls on business. I said goodbye to my family as I boarded the carriage.

1491 Mystic Falls

I'm sitting in the mansion waiting for my brother's return. I decided to walk from the legs. I was walking alone for a while until my friend stopped me.

-Miss Petrova - Saying this he kissed my hand

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-Miss Petrova - Saying this he kissed my hand

-Miss Petrova - Saying this he kissed my hand

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-Mr. Salvatore - I replied smiling

-Why is the lady walking alone? -He asked taking my arm

-My brother hasn't come back from work yet and I haven't been seen sitting idly by - I explained

-It's dangerous for Miss to walk around town alone. You know, Tatio, how dangerous it can be here - He started showing his fangs

-Damon hide your fangs or someone else will see - I started nudging him lightly

-Since when has the miss been so worried about me?- He asked happily

-I know about you and you know about me, that's enough for me to worry about.-I explained

-Tatio, without nerves, the anger of beauty hurts - He murmured in my ear, which made me giggle

-And how is your father still trying to find a bride for you? - I asked

-Unfortunately, yes Countess, such is my wretched fate. I don't want to marry the psymus on the other side. I'd rather fall in love or at least tolerate my other half sharing a house with me

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