Krulisa. When I was young, my father used to tell me stories about the humans. About how they are born, how they live and age and finally, die. Death is something that I have never faced. ‘’Immortals don’t die.’’ That’s what he would always tell me. Even the day he buried me alive. Thanks to Borham, I am still here. Alive. No one knew Borham. When he saved me, I thought him as my guardian angel who was sent to me by my ancestors. Of course Vampires don’t have guardian angels, but I did. The weather looked like it would rain today. Though the sky was clear , and the stars were shining, I wished that my thoughts could come true. I wish it rained. ‘’Krulisa.’’ Borham waits in my room as I walk in. ‘’What is it?’’ I say. ‘’It’s done.’’ ‘’What is done?’’ ‘’We just got the news that all our henchman’s were killed in a riot. By some strong vampires.’’ Strong vampire? Victoria? ‘’What are you trying to say?’’ I walk forward to him. ‘’They
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