Uhr descended on his feet and ran to follow Maelle's scent. These memories of his past....
He had long forgotten them and grown indifferent towards them. But it had steeled one important lesson in his mind.
"Friendship is only a transactional affair. You gain friends because they need you, and you need them. Once that need is gone, you will be discarded like rubbish."
It was only people like him, his family of Vampire Lords, that could be trusted.
But he had a feeling that wasn't the case for the King of Vampires. He had always wondered why he had not taken over Ilvedia yet and remained like an invisible force, lurking in the shadows.
