Under the gentle glow of a crescent moon, the quiet woods of Sanguival whispered with shadows. Cloaked in silence and caution, Peter led King Aldric, Queen Selene, and Elder Jacob through a narrow forest trail veiled by tall pines and heavy mist.
Their footsteps were soft, careful—each one chosen with purpose.
As they moved, King Aldric leaned toward the boy and asked,
"Peter, why were those vampires trying to kill you? What did you do?"
Peter, walking slightly ahead, turned his head slightly and spoke with quiet honesty.
"They had captured a human girl," he said. "They were planning to drain her—slowly and cruelly. But while they were gone, I slipped in, healed her with my blood, and carried her to safety."
There was a pause before he added, "I did that more than once. Saved a few o
