Chapter 17. Duchess Azalea

Madeline's POV

I stared at the huge canvas of Countess Marissa in front of me which is located in a hallway of the palace of the vampires. In the canvas, she was wearing a gown that was the same color as burning lava. She was pale yet very beautiful. Her wavy hair fell on her bare shoulders; her lips were so red like cherries; and her red eyes were glowing like she is luring you to the spell she acquires.

She was young, like me now. But despite her youthful appearance, all of the people know in my time including me that she is the most powerful vampire among the rest. I am not talking about her power because she is a guardian of the magic crystal. She is... the image of power and delicacy. 

"What exactly do you want me to do?" I whispered under my breath while looking directly into her eyes. "I thought you are going to bring me to the time of your war to prevent the alpha of the werewolves from killing you --- in killing us? Why now when we bo