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Vampire’s Blood Servant Chapter 22
Elena’s POVThe helicopter descended into a secluded Alpine valley.The house below was a precise replica of a sketch from my old journal—a fantasy of wood, stone, and gardens, now rendered in chillingly perfect detail.Vincent led me inside. The air was still, heavy with the scent of aged paper, my favorite incense, and fresh wood. My things were everywhere. Not looted trophies, but curated pieces arranged as if I had always lived here. It was the ultimate act of possession: recreating a home I had never shared with him.“No more secrets, Elena,” he said, his voice low. “No more shadows between us. This is yours. All of it. As it was meant to be.”As if on cue, the front door opened. Marco entered, his posture rigid. He glanced at me, then looked to Vincent, awaiting orders.“Report,” Vincent said, his gaze steady on me. A command. A demonstration of his promised transparency.Marco’s jaw tightened slightly, but he obeyed due to his nature and bond. “The situation in Florence is r
Vampire’s Blood Servant Chapter 21
Elena’s POVThe footage spread like a virus through the night.Vincent’s vow to slaughter his own kind for a human was the ultimate blasphemy. Challenges erupted. His power structure, already strained, began to shatter. In the chaos, something unexpected happened: more ghouls started appearing at my door.They were desperate, disoriented creatures whose masters had been killed or deposed in the sudden power struggles. They had heard whispers of “Aurora’s Mercy,” of a place in the sun where the blood-bond could be broken. They came seeking the cure, seeking to be human again. My work was no longer just a project, it became a clandestine triage unit for the casualties of Vincent’s folly.Three weeks later, Alessandro invited me to his apartment for dinner. Guilt made me accept. I didn’t love him, but he was a good man—decent, kind, a connection to a normal world I was desperately trying to believe I could still touch. I owed him that much, at least.The dinner was strained. He tried
Vampire’s Blood Servant Chapter 20
Elena’s POVThe private dinner at the hillside villa was meant to be small. Alessandro had arranged everything. Under the Tuscan stars, with soft music and the scent of night-blooming jasmine, he knelt on the stone terrace.“Isabella,” he said, holding up a simple, elegant ring. “Will you marry me?”The small group of our friends fell silent, smiling. The future he offered was clear, human, safe. I opened my mouth to answer.The air grew cold. A shadow fell across the terrace.Vincent stood at the edge of the lighted area, just beyond the reach of the lanterns. He was gaunt, a spectre in a dark suit. He must have used powerful magic to shield himself from the residual sunset.He looked only at me. “Don’t.”Alessandro stood, confused. “What is the meaning of this?”Vincent ignored him. His voice was low, but it carried a chilling weight. “You think this peace is real? It is a bubble. And it will pop.” He took a step forward, into the light. His skin seemed to smoke faintly at the edges.
Vampire’s Blood Servant Chapter 19
Elena’s POVThree months passed in Florence. My life is peaceful. Alessandro’s presence was steady, a quiet warmth. I almost believed the past could stay buried.Then, Seraphina came.She arrived at dusk, veiled and alone, requesting an audience at my private studio. No guards, no displays of power. Just a mother, standing at my threshold, awaiting invitation.I let her in.The studio was bathed in the last orange glow of sunset. She stood by the window, not touching anything, as if aware her very presence was a relic of a world I’d left.“Elena,” she began, her voice softer than I remembered, stripped of all aristocratic chill. “I do not come with gifts or pleas for my son. I come with a warning… and a confession.”She turned to face me. The sorrow in her eyes was ancient, personal.“Vincent is… unwell. His grief, his obsession—it has twisted into something dark. He is no longer just pursuing you. He is fortifying his position here, in Italy, in a way that creates more victims.”She
Vampire’s Blood Servant Chapter 18
Elena’s POVThe heavy doors of the Conclave shut, sealing away the ash and the echo of the verdict. Outside, it was Florentine afternoon, the sunlight harsh and revealing.Vincent stood across the piazza, deep within the shadow. The bright sun carved a sharp line on the stones before him, a barrier he could not cross. He looked gaunt, the immortal facade stripped away by two years of obsession, leaving only stark, pale intensity in the shaded archway.He saw me. A tremor went through him. My guards—some of them former ghouls freed by Aurora's Mercy—moved forward.I stopped them with a gesture.“Why are you here?” I asked.“I felt the Conclave’s verdict,” he said, his voice rough. “The final death… it resonates with every vampire.”“So you are here to collect her ashes?”“No.”“To protest my handling of your… former allies?”“I don’t care about them!” The emotion in his voice was raw, cutting through the street noise. “I am here for you.”“There is nothing for you here.”“Elena.” He t
Vampire’s Blood Servant Chapter 17
Elena’s POVI convened the Elders’ Conclave. No trials, no lengthy debates. Only judgment.Lilith was dragged before the shrouded figures of the ancient clans. She was pale, shaking in simple prisoner’s garb, all her cold elegance gone.“She conspired to overthrow a Lord,” I stated, my voice flat in the stone chamber. “She orchestrated assassinations. She ordered my death. The evidence has been presented.”The eldest among the shadows shifted. “The Sanguine Crest is broken. Their princess is forfeit. What is the petitioner’s demand?”I looked at Lilith. “The Old Law for betrayal. Final Death.”Lilith screamed, a raw sound of terror. “No! It was my family’s war! I was just—”“By sunlight,” I said, cutting through her pleas.The chamber fell silent. A death by fire and purification was a severe sentence, reserved for the worst offenses.The elder nodded once. “Granted.”Her shrieks turned to incoherent begging as the guards, their faces impassive, seized her. They did not use a blade or
