Welcome to Prince Lucian's castle of doom.
The Prince of the Vampires is dead.
Six of his Children in Darkness have been summoned to his castle to determine who will take the blood throne, six of the most powerful blood drinkers to ever roam the ea...
DEATH BREATHES... there are times when the domino effect is unstoppable. It is even stronger when it begins before death occurs...
Vladislav Strauss ... a giant among mere mortals ... a powerhouse among beings thought of as more than mortal ... a centerpiece between two worlds ... his time has come ... is to come ... he knows not of whom will bring about his end only that his end is nearing though he can speculate.
He himself is indeed more than mortal and not immune to death.
For him, death will only come once for it is not death that makes him more than mortal ... it is life that has him so and his birthright sees him more than a prince. He is The Prince and his death will bring about change ... a necessary change so many may believe.
Prince Lucio as he is more widely known ... he who rules with glory ... is known by many names and only those who are brave or close refer to him by such a name and few are stupid enough to speak this name in his presence.
Quick to impose dominance, quick to impose his will, and quick to take a lover to his bed with none ever to be titled Princess or Queen unless they already come with such a distinction ... it always was only a matter of time and not an if when it comes to a possible demise. His want to either rule the world, both worlds, or burn them down will see to it that his end must come. Six with hearts darker than those of mere mortals come together at Lucio's castle; some arrive before the end and some after, some, if not all, have been there before at some time or other.
Are any of these six responsible for the demise? Who, if anyone, can investigate or determine such a thing.
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'Lady Calista ...'
She heard the voice speak before she saw who it belonged to and she turned to view him before he could continue. Turning allowed her to see a blond-haired ... man ... with skin as pale as her own and with patience she waited for his voice to speak again.
'... I am Oudeis and I believe we both have a journey to make and your destination so happens to just as mine is ... Florence, right? If you have no objections we could travel together.'
'Hmmm ...' she offers a brief quizzical look as if to suggest she is considering his suggestion, suggestion, or offer or something else she could not be sure. '... I had been expecting to travel alone though things do change. To travel with any kind of company, however partial, would come of my own choosing.'
'You can choose me m'lady. I would be nothing more than a gentleman unless you require something else.'
'But you are not such, are you, a man gentle or anything similar in kind?'
'No, though I am not all so different to your good self ...'
'Perhaps and perhaps not ... allow you to accompany me I shall on one condition.'
'Which is?'
'Tell me, what do you know of whom else due to converge with invites like ours ...'
'You do not want to know more about your new travel companion?'
'There will be plenty of time for that ... won't there?'
