Under Vampire Rule
I forced back the tears that threatened to fall, wishing my mother was here to save me, or that I could have known who my real father was; perhaps he would have helped me.
“Come now Luna, be a good little witch and follow me.” The warlock smiled, a smile that would send a shiver of fear down a sane person spine; but I did not cower and nor did I move. Screw him.
“No.” I said simply, “Not until you tell me why you killed her!”
“Because I was ordered to kill her, you would have done the same if your master commanded it.” He scolded me, making a small part of me believe that I may have.
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