The Vampire Lord Who Tortured His Mermaid
I leaned against the cold stone wall, sinking into a hollow stupor for a long while.
Just then, two servants passed by the dungeon door. Their hushed whispers drifted in, every word cutting deep into my ears.
“Isolde’s cursed puppet craft is dreadfully perilous. She hunted and drained countless lesser merfolk for pearl curse powder, merely to gather enough ritual materials.”
“Indeed. Once the puppet is complete, it will crush all rebels within the vampire clan, and drain this mermaid’s last breath entirely. Lowly foreign creatures are born to be offerings for our master’s sorcery.”
Bab Populer