Chapter 113. Royal Dance: pt. 1

Vladimir sat on the throne as he gazed at the females that had gathered in the ballroom for a chance to dance with the King.

The white walls of the Royal ballroom with green and golden detailing were decorated with black roses, resembling the darkness that resided within Vladimir’s soul.

Enormous crystal chandeliers were hanging from the ceiling that illuminated the remarkable yet vague piece of architecture.

Only selective Vampires were invited to the Royal Ball and among them were the deadliest Vampire warriors, a bunch of political pussies, and a large number of females who thought that they had a shot at being the Vampire Queen.

Closing his eyes for a moment Vladimir sighed deeply. . .

Vladimir’s instinct was awfully quiet today. It wasn’t nagging him like it used to do. Even the air wasn’t awfully depressing today. Which made Vladimir worry. Vladimir was the first person who was scared because he felt at ease.

He felt as if the air was whispe