An unworthy ruler

He was asleep. Kohl puts a rough jute blanket on his sensitive upper body to cover him from the cold atmosphere. It shouldn't needed anytime close in the future, ever again. His skin has been very enduring till now. But just this once, Raya let's it happen, after knowing the rashes he's going to wake up with.

She sees the old man's care in his actions.

"Tell me," She begins,

"When was the last time you took care of someone?"

"A little boy...a few decades back. He was human too." Kohl answers her truthfully. The mules were pulling their cart after they've watched her house being destroyed by the villagers.

She did not lie, she did not give home to the Human and the Werewolf. They were merely strangers in her long, almost immortal life.

Her hut was burned down by a vampire of the village who served nothing but bad omen. He had a weird obsession with premature flesh of young girls. He enjoyed feasting on them every night.

His obsession had started a few months back, where he also made