King Reginald had a sinister smile on his face when he learned that the foul magic that prevented his vampire pawns from entering Wyverndale on the day of the wedding was now lifted.
His blood-red eyes darkened with vengeance. And a thunderous voice echoed throughout the room, "Then the war is in motion from today."
His hauntingly maniacal cackle pierced the ears of all the vampires who were in the vicinity. And their heart shuddered. The intimidation that was emanating from the Vampire King was comparable to the one that they got from their encounter with the Devil.
Reginald hardened his face and narrowed his eyes. His pupils dilated as he was recalling Adeline's face. And he whispered in a grim tone, "Adeline, it doesn't matter if I didn't get to taste your body. I'm going to taste your blood."
He licked his upper lips as if he could already taste Adeline's sweet blood. "I am going to enjoy every drop of your blood."
