Fifty-six

Kalan

I took the letter from the servant with shock and confusion written on my face. The vampires have a new lord? That was news.

After my father slaughtered the former king and his people, I hadn't thought someone would take over the throne this soon, especially not in my era.

I grew concerned as the weight of the letter emotionally dragged me down. What was going on?

As much as I tried to fight it, deep down I knew something was wrong somewhere, but what?

I tried to calm myself down as my thoughts went wild.

I grew light-headed, thinking of whether this letter had something to do with the disappearance of Karazcht. It wasn't so far-fetched to think so.

The vampires could have taken it, under the orders of their new leader.

My stomach twisted in knots, just thinking about it. If it was true, then we're screwed. They would have the upper hand and can easily wipe us out if they wanted to.

A small hand covered mine and squeezed, pulling me out of my dangerous thoughts. I looked do