'Snap yourself together, Hena Montly,' Hena said to herself. 'Remember your roots, remember the reason why you're alive. Remember the main reason why you're still alive.'
Hena stared at the mirror's reflection where she was reflected. Her eyes were determined as grasped the comb she was holding.
She knew that she had to be strong and deal what was needed to be first. The more she was getting entangled with the crown prince, the more she felt herself losing as a human.
As she started to forget what she really was, a human, not a vampire, she realized that there was one thing she had to do.
Of course, being surrounded with vampires, being in the North kingdom just meant that the whole place was filled with vampires. There was one exemption, she got to know that one human that coexisted with the vampire in the kingdom.
And that was Mark.
A royal knight.
