Masuk
Elena’s POVThe wedding was held on a private island blessed with breathtaking scenery.We invited only our closest family members, along with a few elder vampires who had once looked after us in the north.That night, the sea was calm and the moonlight clear.I wore a silver white gown with clean, precise lines, my hair swept back in a simple updo.Riven stood before me, his gaze steady and intent.“I, Riven, choose to share my eternity with Elena.”“I, Elena, choose to share my eternity with Riven.”Before our witnesses, we affirmed our choice of one another.Just as we finished exchanging our vows and he leaned in toward me, a sudden disturbance rippled from beyond the island’s perimeter.A hoarse, unrestrained voice cut through the night.“Elena, how could you choose someone else?”The crowd fell briefly silent.I saw the figure held back beyond the barrier by the guards.Kael.He was almost unrecognizable.The once proud and upright heir was now gaunt, his clothes disheveled, his
Elena’s POVOnce the work in the north finally settled into a steady rhythm, my relationship with Riven began to change as well, quietly, over long and ordinary days.There was no sudden confession, no dependence born of emotional collapse.We stood side by side at negotiation tables, confirming the next steps together, and somewhere along the way, closeness became natural.He often completed a judgment before I finished voicing it.I, in turn, grew used to glancing at him before making a decision.One night, in my study, we had been discussing the terms of a partnership as usual.Our eyes met without intention, and silence settled between us.With the instincts vampires are born with, we both understood it clearly.We were drawn to each other.Riven suddenly asked, “What was the place you grew up in like?”His tone was calm and direct.He never circled around a thought, never picked up the affectations common to vampire nobility.That straightforwardness always put me at ease.I thoug
Kael’s POVI thought that if I showed up, if I lowered my head, she would look at me the way she used to.I saw the surprise she failed to hide in her eyes, and I told myself I was right. She still loved me. I knew that.She could never possibly let go of everything so quickly.But when she stood in front of me, calm and unfamiliar, I lost control anyway.She was different from before. More composed, more restrained, dressed not in a gown but in practical hunting clothes. That unfamiliarity unsettled me, even frightened me.The sharp words slipped out before I could stop them. I mocked her for running away, desperate to catch even a trace of attachment in her eyes.There was nothing.I forgot why I had come. I had meant to apologize, to beg for her forgiveness, to ask her to return to my side.Elena could not have missed how undone I was. The news of my lost inheritance must have reached the north long ago.The Elena I once knew would have held me gently, comforted me, helped me re
Kael’s POVWatching her walk away felt painfully familiar, a dull ache tightening in my chest.Half a year ago, it had been the same. I could only stand there and watch as she disappeared from my sight.I couldn’t catch up to her, nor could I reach her.After that banquet ended, I never got the chance to talk to her.When my father summoned me away, there was only a frightening, premeditated calm on his face.He did not scold me.He told me only one thing.Elena’s parents had agreed to the withdrawal of funds.What she said was true, she had the authority to make that decision.Elena used to lose her temper just to get my attention.This time, what she had done was simply too much.Cooperation terminated.Funds withdrawn.Three crucial trade routes were frozen overnight.Several families who had already agreed to work with us reversed their stance.My father said I was no longer suitable to be the heir.My mother came to see me on the third day after I was confined to the old estate.S
Elena’s POVThe northern wind carried the scent of ore dust and ice, scattering the damp heaviness of the southern lands after rain that lingered in my memory.In the six months I spent here, the numbers on the ledgers kept rising, and more new routes were opened under my direction.I shed ornate gowns and instead wore dark hunting attire suited for movement, passing freely between mines, warehouses, and negotiation tables.At first, the vampire nobles of the north regarded me with scrutiny and doubt.But it did not take long for them to realize that this young heir brought not only abundant capital, but also fairness and a pragmatic approach.My family’s influence took root in this land long dismissed as peripheral, and expanded steadily.From my father’s letters, I read relief and pride.From occasional news drifting up from the south, I learned that the Aurelian family had fallen into ongoing trouble after the collapse of several key trade lines.I thought I would never see Kael aga
Elena’s POVAt times, I could sense Kael standing outside my window.His gaze was always fixed on the glass and the tightly drawn curtains.But I would no longer open the window and let him in the way I did when we were children.We were no longer childhood companions.And we no longer had an engagement.I don’t even want to be friends with him anymore.I calmly packed my luggage and sorted through the things that had once meant everything to me.The necklaces Kael had given me over the years.The evening gowns.The love letters from him.They were all worthless to me now.I threw them outside the door.Through the doorframe, I thought I heard faint sobbing.My mother told me that Kael carefully gathered each gift and took them back with him.His father was already dissatisfied with him.That human blood servant had also lost Kael’s favor.Kael had lost most of his claim to inheritance.But this time, I would not help him.My love for him was not so great that I would be willing to die







