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Third Person POV

Cain meticulously planned inside a castle of his own, one that he planned on making the new royal castle when he took over the vampire world. His platinum blonde hair shimmered in the sunlight, highlighting his best features. A hand on a quill and the other on a book, Cain wrote down his daily thoughts, just as he had for the past four thousand years.

𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺'𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘡𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘯. 𝘎𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘪𝘧𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦! 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘕𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘥. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢. 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘔𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘏𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵, 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘏𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦.

𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐗𝐈𝐀, Volturi KingsWhere stories live. Discover now