Romania, 1595 - Battle of Călugăreni A lot o

Liz woke up abruptly, sitting on the bed and stiff as a stone, I didn’t know for sure what was going on, but something was not right, I could feel it, and with all the chaos of these last few days, I didn’t inspect her house enough to see how safe it was.“Liz… There’s an…”

That was music to my ears, I couldn’t wait to put my hands, or better than that, my fangs to the men who dare to threaten her. I was out of her sight in a matter of seconds, dodging trees in the woods, reaching the first one crouched behind a thick trunk. He didn’t even notice me standing behind him. I gripped his neck, raising him from the floor like

I had fun in Kingston with her today. Never in my life I had a day like that, not even when the world was already in better shape than in the 1400s, because nothing was quite like these days, not even for a blink of an eye. Today everything is way too different, easy. Well, that’s the impression it gave me.We went for a few supplies before we headed to the house

The haughty tone in which she professed those words took me aback, and my body tensed and my hands became fists, and she noticed, even though my demon raised his head in awareness, the need of dominating her rising in him. I didn’t expect that from her in any way possible, and if I Anton’s news didn’t shake me up enough, now I’ve got speechless by her lack of emotions, but the worst was the painful tightness in my throat and the broken feeling that settled in my chest. In a speedy second my hands flew to her neck again and long hair, pulling them down, so she faced me.