Chapter 15

Kalla's POV

The cold wind blew, blowing the leaves along with my long hair.

His eyes burned into me as my heart beat faster. My throat grew hot, my knees buckled, and my words slurred.

"Will you please a lowly prince like me?" he whispers to me.

His forehead came close to mine as all my feelings continued to disappear. I can feel the sadness in his voice, the longing in his touch, and his eyes asking for nourishment.

I want to help him; I want to do everything for him to feel at ease, and I want him to be happy.

"I will do anything you wish, dear prince. I will gladly make you happy." The prince smiled at what I said.

He stood up and supported me. It looked at the field, where there were still a lot of vampires.

"Where are we going?" he asked himself.

All directions of the palace have vampires.

"Nevermind," he said, holding my hand, and we started walking towards the palace.

He chose to go through the middle door, and