His castle turned cold to the touch.
Duncan Darkcrow knew the maps as well as anyone in Revampirina. He knew the reason why humans couldn't get past the second wall. In fact, no one went there. It was a wasteland full of miasma and the undead. Humans didn't know what awaited them beyond the walls. The rules inside Revampirina were both a blessing and a curse.
He had left Revampirina on the same day as the Empress, amidst all the commotion of the royal departure, riding out to the sound of men shouting and horses snorting. He was given the position of a guard to the Empress. The Ambrosia wanted Duncan to watch her, to be aware of her. She had a lot of vampire warriors at her command; they were prideful and didn't like it when a half-blood was given such a regard.
