Freyah
I remained silent and unmoving the entire day. Even when night finally fell, I only watched quietly as chaos unfolded around me. Earlier, Vampire King Magnush had told me that not everyone causing trouble was a rogue… most of them were rebel vampires, ones I had long ago stripped of their right to remain in that territory. Vampires like Lazarus, creatures who knew nothing but violence.
And I couldn’t stop wondering…
Why is there always chaos wherever I go?
Is it mere coincidence… or does trouble follow me wherever I stand?
“Freyah,” Grandfather Emmanuel called.
Only then did I realize he was there. I turned toward him and saw deep concern etched across his face.
“What is it you wish to tell me, Grandfather?” I asked.
“They are not just rebels,” he said gravely. “Most of them
