Kael
“Dispose of her body,” I said, turning my back on the girl’s cold, unmoving form.
I knew she could never survive. None of them did. But at least I had let her die, thinking she stood a chance against the draining sacrifice. She wasn’t the first queen to bleed out on my stone floor, and she certainly wouldn’t be the last.
I groaned, lifting the silver bowl to my lips. I sipped her blood slowly, savoring the copper warmth as it coated my throat. Goddess, she tasted magnificent. There was a spark in her veins, something fiercely sweet and electric. A small, uncharacteristic part of me actually hoped she was still alive so that I could taste it again.
“My King,” a breathless voice called out behind me, shattering the quiet moment.
“She…”
“She’s what?” I howled, spinning around to gl
