“Oh, we would work on your reading skill later,” She weakly smiled as she removed the candle and poured enough oil into the lantern. “It says that I have been released off all duty as a Watcher.”“That sounds bad,” He said dejectedly. The happiness in Ginika’s stomach seemed to have dropped immensely. “No,” Vera chuckled but did not turn to him. She had left the lantern now and was writing on her small notebook.“No?” Gini asked, hoping the woman would elaborate.“That’s the custom, Gini. My limbs are old, and I need to retire even though

They faced each other in the opposite direction, with the lamp hanging in the middle right above their head.“You don’t know me,” The girl said and stroked her brow. The sadness became visible as the yellow light flourished its radiance on it. “You don’t know anything about me.” “I don’t,” Ginika nodded, “But I would like to know you. If you give me a chance,” He added. She also doesn’t know about him. Ginika also hopes that when she finds it out that he was not a bastard prince like Vera had mentioned, she won’t be so disappointed. His heart skipped when her golden eyes met his blue gaze. Those oval eyes that sat perfectly on the tanned smooth skin. Who could have thought that such beauty was about to be wasted away in the White Mountains?“No, you will hate me when you know who I am,” Abigail said as she shook her head. Her voice was laced with sadness as if she was already resigned to her faith. “Try me,” Ginika chuckled. You will hate me too if you know where I hail from. His s

Ginika was a little bit taller, but his height was insignificant with that of Abigail. He could feel the girl’s hot breath on his cheeks. Their lips were about some millimeters away when a heavy knock came thundering on the wooden door. “So sorry about that,” Ginika said as they pulled apart reluctantly. His stomach was still jolting, but he was glad that they did not rumble in protest. He was flushing with embarrassment, however, as he hurried his weak feet to the door. Vera stormed in when he opened it, with a heat in her rage that threatens to burn anything which stands in her wake. 

“Please,” she said. “I don’t have anywhere to go, and besides, the sun would still be up. I won’t last two minutes out there. You are the one that had killed my father, you own me your blood, but since you won’t give me that, the least you can do is let me stay here until the sunsets.” The girl said, begging.Ginika wanted to smile, but whatever smiled that had begun to form on his lips turned to a frown when his blue eyes fell upon the girl. Abigail must have sensed that too, as she held up her staff and took a fighting stance?Perhaps it’s the dark eyes and the fang that hung on the girl’s lips when she speaks. It was difficult for Ginika to tell the source of the nausea that he tasted in his mouth. Was she a Vampi

Through gritted teeth, “What then do you suggest?” He said it as softly as he could, as he burned with hate. “This is not a game. Someone’s life is at stake. So, please don’t just laugh as if you are treating it as a joke.” Ginika said, trying so hard to be patient and civilized as much as he can.The Vampire did a quick glance at Vera before she spoke with a smirk, “Tell me about it, chosen one, cause the last time I checked, your Watcher friend was trying to drive me out into the sun.” She said almost tauntingly, her head tilted as if thinking before she continued to speak, “I could always go out as you guys initially wished.” “Watch your tongue. My name is Ginika, and not the chosen one.” Ginika