THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW
Prince Zatan couldn’t rid himself of the gnawing anxiety from the moment he began following the trail left by horse tracks leading straight to the castle.
Upon his arrival at the castle gates, his eyes widened in alarm. A scent, strangely familiar drifted through the air and caught his attention immediately.
“What kind of scent is that? I've never smelled anything like this before!” said one of the vampire royal guards, the voice laced with confusion and curiosity as he and the others tried to locate the source of the strange aroma they were inhaling.
It didn’t take long for Prince Zatan to realize that the scent was the cause of the guards' disarray. A chill ran down his spine. His heart pounded wildly, each beat like a drum of dread echoing through his c
