Amelia's POV The carriage rolled out of the portal, coming to a stop, and I could hear the murmuring of voices outside. Kealen straightened, adjusting his collar with a sign. "We're here," he said, “Mia, make sure they don’t get lost throughout our stay here.” “Yes your highness!” She whispered softly. “It’s a bit disheartening that you would think I would get lost though.” I attempted a pout, knowing I probably look like a confused owl with a wonky beak. Mia was already peeking through the curtains, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Your Highness, there are... there are so many of them. And they're all so..." "Good looking?" Kealen supplied, his voice flat. "Yes, I know. The vampire clans have a reputation." "Good looking isn't the word I was going for," Mia whispered. "I was going to say terrifying. They're all so pale and still, like statues that might suddenly come to life." Kealen ignored us and opened the carriage door. The moment he stepped out, a wave of whispers rippled t
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