Chapter 20“Alucard's desire to become rich off the blood he sold made him a bit deranged,” Joha summed up beautifully as we rode in Drakulya's coach back to the palace the next day. “He couldn't be happy with the comfortable life-style Eveline's blood brought him. He knew if everyone realized there was only so much of her blood left he could ask a king's ransom for it.”
“And did,” I put in.
“He went against the law of killing humans for blood money gain,” Jett added, eyes closed. Arm in a sling, he sat next to Aljehambra. Our coach bumped up the road out of Targoviste, making a hasty retreat from the castle. Aljehambra had a few scrapes and scratches, but was fine, for the most part. The snow of last night quickly melted in the warm morning sun making our way back up to Drakulya's palace
