The tension within the vampire kingdom had been simmering for weeks, as I worked tirelessly to solidify my position as queen. While I had managed to win over a growing number of loyal followers, particularly among the younger and more impressionable members of the coven, there remained a core of stubborn holdouts who refused to accept my rule.
Chief among them was Harris, the captain of Luther's personal guard, whose open hostility and contempt for my "outsider" status had only intensified in the wake of my coronation. No matter how hard I tried to extend an olive branch, to demonstrate my unwavering commitment to the kingdom, he remained steadfastly resistant, his crimson gaze burning with an unquenchable resentment.
And now, it seemed, he had an unexpected ally in the form of my own fo
