A Vampire Prince
His voice cut through the stillness, smooth and unnerving, but carrying an edge that made me tremble.
For a moment, I froze, confused. Then, memory snapped back. I had removed every barrier, every charm, every deterrent that could hinder Prince George. I had made the space open, safe for him because I was waiting for him .
My eyes widened. He knew. He knew because… because only a vampire could sense the subtle difference between an open space prepared for entry and one left vulnerable. The realization hit me like a blade: he was a vampire.
Shock rooted me to the spot. My voice trembled as the words came, almost a whisper:
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