Kael
“Sandra,” I called out. My voice had dropped to a deadly, flat register, far more terrifying than the shouting from before. “Leave before I make your head leave your shoulders first.”
“No!” she shrieked.
Her tears mixed with dark mucus, dripping disgustingly onto the polished stone floor. It was a pathetic, repulsive sight.
“Sire, I know you are still angry with me because of what I did,” Sandra sobbed, crawling forward a few inches. “I promise you, never again! Just this once, forgive me. Please!”
“Can you see that, ugly one?” I murmured, shifting my attention back down to the fragile girl still trapped in my arms. “Everyone in this kingdom would literally kill to become my primary blood bag.”
“Not all,” she groaned, her voice tight with raw pain as she clutched her bleeding ne
