#Chapter 81: Choice
Daphne expected Osborn and Owen to follow them, but she didn’t expect that earned corpses to follow them as well. Their gaits were unnatural, stilted, and stuttering behind the vampires who had turned them. They walked back towards the manor through the cool night. Daphne struggled in John’s hold the entire way, but he ignored her struggling. When they reached the manor, they parted from Owen, Osborn, and the others. John pulled her down a hallway at a deft pace.
“What about them?” Daphne asked, her voice trembling as she tried to resist him. “Where are you taking me?”
John scoffed, yanking her after him, “They’ll be disposed of as is proper, and you’ll see when we get there, Your Highness.”
Daphne turned sharply, fearful and anxious. She dug her heels into the ground, making it harder for him to pull her along.
“Let me go,” she said, yanking at his grip. He stumbled a bit as she pulled, nearly pulling him off balance.
