Under Vampire Rule
The fiery eyed vampire removed his masked hood, my terror-stricken state spiking dramatically, his raven hair, and high cheek bones something that could not be misunderstood, I knew exactly who the creature was, and so did his foe; the green of his eyes barely holding colour as he also recoiled in fear.
The raven-haired creature took a threatening step towards the first vampire, knowing that he had won, the bulky vampire could do nothing to harm him. If he did, it would surely mean his death. Everyone knew his name, his face, it was engraved deep into our memory, it had to be. We had to know who ruled over us, we had to recognise them so that we could act appropriately. Silas, that was his n
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