Leonardo's ruby gaze was fixed on Laura who was sleeping peacefully across from him. They'd used alcohol to disinfect the woman's wounds, but she'd caught a fever and there were no physicians or medical practitioners in Windsor—after all, its inhabitants were all undead vampires.
The vampire king had lied about one thing—the fact that he hardly felt any different after evolving.
He felt reborn, as though the life he’d lived thus far was all an illusion. His thoughts felt clear—bright as day even! He could simultaneously brainstorm on multiple separate thoughts and arrive at a sane conclusion. He felt…at peace. Both mentally and physically, he wasn’t as tense as he often was.
There was so much energy coursing through his veins that he couldn’t fall asleep.
He could feel the presence
