Three Days to Ash
When my Prince shattered our Eternal Blood Vow for the ninety-ninth time, I dragged my drained, broken body to the Tribunal of Vows.
"I am here to request the dissolution of my Eternal Blood Vow with the Prince of the Kindred."
Ten minutes later, Damien stormed in with Isabella in tow.
The Prince of the Kindred strode toward me, his hand shooting out to clamp around my neck before he slammed me against a cold marble pillar.
"You'd go so far as to dissolve our vow just because you're jealous of Isabella's promotion? Has the bloodlust driven you completely insane?"
My mother Eleanor's voice echoed icily through our bond. "Forging lab results to play the victim, all for his attention. You've always been so deceitful."
Tears of blood welled in Isabella's eyes as she tugged on Damien's arm. "I'm so sorry, Seraphina. I never should have accepted this position. Please, stop putting yourself—and the Prince—through this!"
I wiped away the tears of blood seeping from my eyes and faced the tribunal official once more.
"I no longer have the protection of a clan. So that I may turn to ash in three days, please help me complete the dissolution ceremony."