A witch, a Devil, and maybe Enoch was an angel and Roshan a demon and what could Lucian be? A vampire? This was crazy, has to be a bad dream.
Lucian watched the castle, where he used to live, where he had grown up, from a mountain far away. The castle where heavily guarded. Every gate, every corner, every door were guarded by soldiers with weapons. It would be impossible to enter and kill his brother unless his brother decided to come out.
Lucian sighed. He had spent too many days here waiting for some kind of opportunity for a way in to kill his brother but such opportunity never came.
“We can’t stay here forever.”
“Then what do you plan to do Your Highness?” Lincoln asked.
“We need to think of another way. A way to lure Pierre out of the castle.”
“Well, Pierre wants Her Highness.”
