His Silent Luna
“I don’t understand, Father,” Gideon said.
“About twenty years ago, or maybe a little less or more,” the king said, and then he peered at me. “How old are you, girl?”
“I am eighteen, your highness,” I said.
“It was eighteen years ago, then,” the king decided. “Eighteen years ago, a vampire and a Rogue werewolf came to me with a warning. They told me that the nearest vampire lord had gathered an army large enough to destroy us all. They came to me with a warning, and a plan.”
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