Ying had walked through countless worlds, wearing countless faces. Each time she stepped through a portal, her name, her form, and even her powers changed. It was the only life she had ever known-wandering from one existence to another. The only constant was her mission: to have fun, something interesting to her... And now, she had landed in this world. A cold, dying place. A village buried in endless winter, surrounded by horrors lurking in the dark. A castle stood above it all, watching from its throne of stone and ice. Here, she had taken on a new disguise-The Daughter of Dracula. She let them believe the myth, let them fear the name. It was easier than explaining the truth. For years, she had lived in the shadows of the village, observing the monsters that roamed the land. She had seen the horrors unfold-the beasts that prowled the forests, the villagers who clung to a dying faith, the Priestess who whispered of salvation but brought only suffering. But the thing she hadn't expected? To care. She hadn't expected to form an attachment to anyone in this world. And yet... The moment she saw Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters, something shifted. Something deep. Something that made her question whether this was just another stop on her journey-or the place she was meant to stay. ;3 Enjoy this weird ass book. but it's not weird when it comes to them :DВсе права защищены
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