King Stefan POV
I stared at the messenger incredulously, my hands clenching into fists. My brown hair hung loosely on my shoulders and my brown eyes were blazing. "What do you mean, that they have taken some of our precious children?" I growled.
The messenger looked everywhere but directly into my eyes, which were slowly transitioning to red.
"They have two vampire children and are claiming that they will kill them if we don't give them what they want."
"What is it that they want?" I demanded.
The messenger looked nervous now, as I glared at him from my study desk, my best friend Dylan sitting in the armchair opposite me.
Dylan looked entirely too comfortable there, dressed in a leather jacket with a white shirt and jeans. There was an angry look on his face though, and I was sur
