*Sven*
I marched back into the castle, Yasmin’s words of warning from Doyal playing over and over in my mind. She had her own suspicions of course, linked to Angel and Michelle, but they were not the only ones that could be looking for a way to get rid of me. I had a room filled with district leaders, some were happy with my ruling, but others were looking for any c***k in my armor so that they could get in their lucky shot and become the next Master vampire.
There was also the possibility that I always feared, ever since I found my own maker’s crumpled and withered form. Could my own creations be plotting against me? Phillippe and Charles had the strength and bravado to want more than their lot, Drex had the know how after I passed on all my knowledge and tasks about being the Master v
