-Are you sulking at me for something, Lord Tantario? - William asked, crossing his arms over his chest.Tristan glanced at him displeasedly.- Should I be glad that you made me tinker with this writing? - He disgustedly picked up one of the documents with his fingers.But William was not easily deceived. He knew his Master like crazy, so he slyly clarified:- This is definitely not because of Ira?- Don’t you bother with her too much yourself? Maybe Alika has a reason to be jealous?William sighed sadly.“Alika now has a new admirer,” the adviser complained.Tristan was surprised.- I wonder what you can do not please a girl?William spread his hands.“They probably need a harmful character for the thrill,” the brunette smiled. - And you, Lord Tantario, don’t jump off the topic!The blond winced.- Oh, stop it. Your Ira simply awakened male pride in me. I'm not used to a girl neglecting me.It was clear from William's face that he did not believe the blond's words. Tristan had come ac
“If you want to know the details about the amulet, you better hurry,” Tristan muttered unfriendly. - William and I will be leaving soon. The advisor will answer all your questions. He's pretty good at this kind of stuff.With these words, Tantario turned on his heel and quickly walked out of the corridor.“Tristan, you will pay for this,” Ira returned the blond’s words to him, pressing the amulet to her chest. She didn't even have the strength to be angry either at the lord or at herself for this display of weakness. It seemed natural. Correct.I wonder which of them will be the first to risk giving up, without fear that this concession could easily break their heart?They both knew they had plenty of time to think about the matter.Norfvuld- Tristan, why are you so attached to these horses? Why don't we take those eastern trotters that the Savilian merchant offers us? They are cheaper and easier to use...- Will, will you stop whining today?- No, I won’t stop! So many problems have
Tristan spent the following days at the Dannaran stables with other workers, taming the seven young half-breeds selected for the clan. William dealt with paperwork and finances, rarely appearing in sight. The adviser was more concerned about how poor their treasury would become after such a wasteful purchase of expensive horses.Tristan stood in the center of a small round pen made of rough, gnarled logs. The lord watched the stallion prancing around him with a smile. Against the background of the evening sky, the gray-silver skin of the horse seemed to radiate a radiance. Tantario named this young half-breed Marble - a suitable name, given that the horse's skin had a light, pearlescent pink sheen. Tristan involuntarily remembered the leader of the herd. The young man thought that young Marble could well be a descendant of that proud, handsome man. At one and a half years old, he looked almost fully formed, and only his fluffy mane and tail gave him away as a foal. From his mother he
After a night of catching up with William, evening classes stopped. Meeting with the brunette in the corridors of the castle, they only exchanged greetings in passing. And a few days later, Tristan and William left altogether, leaving Ira with only a small bag with a piece of orange crystal and a couple of dry petals. William explained that it was an enchanted amulet. Orange crystals were very rare, they were found in anomalous zones like the one where Verinia lived. The dry petals belonged to marigold and carnation flowers. Together, these stones and plants acquired strong magical properties, hiding the night from the eyes of children. According to the brunette, the second most powerful vampire put a particle of her Power into the amulet, directing its effect on one specific enemy. Even after hearing this explanation, Ira doubted that such garbage could hide her from the eyes of the Overlord. But soon the girl had to admit that the strange amulet really worked. Previously, Ira had no
“What did they do this time,” said the girl’s lips in a male voice. She clearly felt dissatisfaction, which gave way to indignation, when someone's footsteps were heard from the corridor.The door burst open. Ira was frozen with fear.“Lord...” she whispered in a strange voice.- We haven’t seen each other for a long time, Lonter. - The lips of the white-haired vampire stretched into a predatory grin.- How can I serve you, sir? - Ira was filled with fear. She was shaking, although she tried to hide it.- Glad you asked. I'm looking for a young girl with green eyes. She is a convert. Haven't you seen her here for an hour?- No, sir..."He knows. Knows that I'm lying. He knows... and a terrible punishment awaits me,” the frightened thoughts began to blur.- Really? - a white eyebrow flew up. The king's yellow eyes sparkled. -Are you so stupid that you are ready to sacrifice your life for this boy?Other people's thoughts flashed through Ira's head. She remained silent.- Yes, you are e
The jaguar, getting tangled in his clothes, spun like a top, knocking the startled enemy off his feet. The cat's jaw squeezed the vampire's hand, biting it to the bone. The unnaturally strong, spotted predator yanked the Supreme towards him and sank his teeth into the neck, tearing the pale skin. The other two enemies, barely recovering from their surprise, rushed towards the beast, but the jaguar tensed its legs and crossed the room with a long, powerful leap, breaking a large window and disappearing into the darkness of the night.He rushed across the field, heading towards the rocks. The herd raised their heads with a frightened snort and met with wary glances a wild cat running past them. Tristan crashed into a horse at full speed. Having barely disentangled himself from under her long legs, he climbed out of the herd. The silhouettes of low field trees loomed ahead.This time there were nullyards in his path. Maneuvering between the war horses, outraged by such impudence, Tristan
Ira jumped out of the window. With the agility of a cat, she overcame the fortress wall and jumped into the thick grass surrounding Tantario's castle. Thanks to Lonter, the girl knew that Tristan’s location was not so far away. An ordinary portal, of course, could bring her there in a matter of moments, but the Chosen One never learned to use her Power. What can I say, she didn’t really understand what it was. The image of the Lord flashed in my head again and again - his cruel grin and bloodthirsty eyes. If this beast gets to Tristan, the blond will not survive. The king's predatory gaze made it clear that he wanted the young lord dead.Only now did Ira realize that she had spent too much time with Lonter. The Lord and his henchmen will reach Tristan much earlier. The girl will have to hurry, hoping that she will have time to help the cocky Tantario and the good-natured William.Ira ran, using her strength to the limit, tensing every muscle. She still remembered the pain she felt upo
“William, I’m coming to you,” the young man’s voice trembled. The portal opened, Tristan stepped forward, and fell into pitch darkness.Norfvuld, Zhedan- Let me go, please! – William shouted, breathing heavily and pressing himself against the cold floor of the prison cell. There were wounds inflicted by the whip on his back.- What, you’re unfamiliar with such a toy, evil spirits? – a mocking male voice rang out over the brunette. “We call him the “soul knocker.” Fun name, isn't it? And he completely justifies himself... - with these words, the speaker sharply lowered a strange-looking whip with a jagged silver-blue tip and lashed it on the back of the young man sprawled on the floor.William screamed in unbearable pain. The agony eclipsed everything that the brunette had to feel before. It was clear that this weapon was created to fight vampires. But William could not understand what exactly they wanted from him. Why is he being tortured? Death seemed like sweet oblivion compared to