Perhaps they had even been close, before whatever cruel fate had awaited the girl. That flash of familiarity returned - one of Lia's handmaidens?
Not even the youngest royal spared. Hadrian had hoped... Just maybe, the children would be spared. Be shown mercy, instead of the same vampiric cruelty he had seen so many times. Undeserved. It was all undeserved. King Mathias had been a good man, his family the finest of Sudovia - slaughtered by evil invaders. His countrymen - enslaved and fed upon by this these stains on the face of the world. Now he stood here, a man who had already died - and perhaps the last to remember Sudovia at its finest.
Perhaps... It was with him, that Sudovia's shining kingdom would die at last.
A voice came to his thoughts again, this time no longer surprising him, declaring it wished him to live. That if he were to fall, the voice would take him away from here. The knight regarded these foreign words in his mind without reaction, his free hand rising to his chest where he ran two fingers over the slice in his shirt - coming away stained with chilled red. The flow had slowed to a stop already. In the back of his mind he still wondered why, but he paid those questions no mind. Not now.
Memories came to him, welcome memories of better times. Of family and friends, pride and duty, peace and joy. He still remembered their faces - his mother, smiling ever so kindly. His father, laughing in his booming tone. Sir Kaleb, his friend and fellow knight - that cocky grin that always annoyed him. King Mathias and his family, always so graceful and elegant - even Lia who hid behind her mother's skirts.
If he were to die, then he would die remembering-
His eyes widened, their gaze unbroken from the vampire stood across from him - locking with her own. Hair black as night, skin pale as any of the rest - but her face, her eyes. So different, and yet he could see it - that look, deep in the depths of hate-filled red. The same eyes of a shy girl who
I am Inferi.
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