Chapter 35

These last few months I can honestly say have been the longest days of my existence. So much has transpired that I feel I cannot wrap my head around. It started with the Coven council targeting me with assaults, using a human to try and poison me was a cheap me. I feel like they left me no choice but, to annihilate them, selfish swine. Next was inadvertently meeting a woman who happens to look like my departed wife's twin in vampiric form. My only satisfactory moment is when I slaughtered all of those elders who dared try to cross me. 

I never wanted to be King, I do not give a shit about it. I only see it as a means to an end, to use everything in my arsenal to find that treacherous bitch you turned me into a Vampire, and made my world hell. When I saw that they were in possession of an old family relic, which is that throne, that is what concerned me at that moment. I have heard tales about Abner, he was a man who was evil to the core, and cruel. He had a beloved w