All Chapters of The Vampire King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

William reached out to touch the palm covering his eyes, but heard a quiet request:- Do not do that. I want you to understand. To fully understand what fate awaits you. A piece of my Power can help you deal with the enemy, but it will leave a mark on your soul that will never disappear. Not every mortal wants to tie himself with strong bonds with the immortal goddess,” the bitterness in Lilith’s voice gave way to burning melancholy. She knew what she was talking about. Once upon a time I felt it completely.William's body was shaking slightly, but his thoughts were clearer than ever. The power emanating from the goddess made the young man’s head spin. It was incredibly bright and all-consuming, and at the same time fragile and delicate, like a cobweb in the wind that could easily be torn off by a clumsy hand. She evoked a desire to protect.“I want her,” William’s lips whispered. There was a ringing in his ears, but the young man smiled, smiled so joyfully and sincerely as never befo

Why isn't he afraid? For some reason, the knight was sure that all their adventures were behind them, and the Amethyst Mountains would now remain only in their memories. The young man smiled, but immediately closed his eyes - the light hurt his eyes. Covering his face with his hand, Felix came to his senses.He found himself in the courtyard of the Temple of Two Moons.- Praise the goddess, it's all over! - the knight heard Tristan’s relieved cry.Grinning, Felix turned to his friend and asked:- Since when do you praise the goddess... - and stopped mid-sentence, seeing the lord.Tristan was dressed in a tight-fitting suit made of snow-white fabric, edged with a silver border that sparkled brightly in the sunlight. On top of the camisole, light silver armor lay harmoniously, like the scales of a dragon. The bracers and shoulder pads were decorated with a similar pattern, and on the breastplate, complex interweaving lines converged into a crescent pattern, decorated with a beige and bl

“You don’t dare touch her,” the creature hissed.- How dare I! - the tip touched the thin throat, and a trickle of blood flowed from under it.The creature hissed threateningly, and Tristan pressed harder.- Alright I will say! She got me drunk. She awakened and submitted to me. From now on I exist, and she is no more! – the creature laughed loudly.“I don’t believe you,” Tristan stated coldly and hit the girl on the head with the hilt of his sword.Ira's body went limp.- What are you doing? – the paladin gasped in indignation.- What, what? Need to come up with something! - Tristan picked up the limp body, gently pressing the girl to his chest. - This creature will not let us think. And there’s no way to get her to the cave at all! - The blond looked with annoyance at the abrasion on his beloved’s face and reminded himself that in a couple of minutes everything would heal.At the exit from the valley, the cheerful Belian caught up with the alarmed friends. The mare rushed along the

- Didn’t Selena tell you anything interesting? - Ignoring the pain, Vragenn grinned.Tristan frowned, stepping aside.“Our conversations are none of your business,” the blond snapped.The brass knuckles came together with a ringing sound, but now the Lord was more careful, and his furious attacks drove Tristan in a circle. The advisors watching the duel and Telvisina, who was held by Alter’s elbow, held their breath every time it seemed to them that one of the duelists had managed to break through the opponent’s defense.Tristan began to get tired. The Lord was clearly in shape thanks to the fact that he constantly drank human blood - Tristan did not have this privilege. From the powerful attacks of his opponent, his right hand, gripping the rest of the brass knuckles, went numb from tension. But what irritated the lord most of all was the satisfied grin on the king’s face. What was this creature up to?“Apparently, your goddess did not consider you worthy of the truth, Tristan,” Vrag

Tristan did not dare to go to Vragenn for a long time. He could not understand why the goddess did not dare to reveal the secret of his past? After all, then Vragenn would be dead and the war would be over. These thoughts came again and again, and each time Tristan sighed, realizing that Selena probably had her reasons for such an act.The blond admired the sleeping Ira. Recently, his beloved had been working a lot and was very tired. Now the girl was sleeping peacefully, although the sun was just setting towards the horizon. The sunset rays cast sharp shadows on her face, making her features more mature. Tristan leaned down and gently touched Ira's cheek with his lips.“I’ll be back soon,” the vampire whispered.The corners of the Chosen One’s lips twitched - she heard her lover’s voice. Tristan stood up decisively and headed to the stable. If he is lucky, he will have time to find out the long-awaited truth and return before dawn, killing Vragenn. Then Ira won't have to worry about